Ivonne's POV
"I guess it's justified," I shrugged though he couldn't see me, an unknown smile curving my lips. "How are you?"
The question came out of my mouth before I could think and I quickly stretched my palm to place the phone away from me as I let out a silent cream as I felt suddenly nervous at the fact he'd brush off the question of give a clipped remark.
"As fine as I can be," he replied and I broke out in grin. "Not busy?" I inquired.
"Busy with pack duties but still had time to check on you," he told, unknowingly creating a tingling sensation in my belly by his statement.
"I have no idea if I should take such comment as sweet or professional," I confessed my thoughts in the open.
"Whichever you want," he said. "Rather it'd be good for you to take it as me being sincere." "If you say so," I murmured in response, smiling from ear to ear.