C54 The Wound Hurt a Little

He took out his cell phone and glanced at it. "I called nineteen times and told myself that if you didn't pick up the twentieth time again, you'd never come back here." He paused and looked up at her, his eyes shining, his voice suddenly low. "But I didn't make the last call."

If it were not for the quiet night, she might not have heard the second part of the sentence.

Her heart was pounding