Chapter 28

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Dante’s waiting in the kitchen when the phone rings a little after eight the next morning. He’s been up and dressed since quarter to seven, staring at the phone, willing it to ring. Twice he picked up the receiver to call Ryan—twice he set it back down, sure he missed the call just because he had the phone off the hook. God, when was the last time he was this anxious? He can’t remember.

He answers the phone on the first ring with a breathless, “Hey,” that makes Ryan laugh. Dante grins at the sound. “About time you called.”

Is it just him, or does Ryan sound coy when he replies, “You been waiting long?”

All my life,Dante thinks, but he doesn’t say that—great way to scare someone off, no? “I’ve been up a while,” he says evasively. “How are you feeling today?”