Page 153 of The Chase
Nausea welled in my stomach as I reached for my phone.
What should I do? Warn him? No, that was ridiculous.
Dangerous, even.
You’ve been burning the candle at both ends; your mind’s rambling.
But caressing my brow, I knew.
There was no use denying the truth anymore.
My hand reached for my phone and dialed his number—
“Hey,” Tobias answered. “How’s my girl?”
“Fine.” Steadying my voice I stared at the bonsai tree. “I’m watering your gift.”
“You’re still at the office?”
“Yes. Where are you?”
He hesitated. “You’re breaking up.”
“Can I see you?”
“Can you hear me?”
I pressed my ear against the phone for ambient clues.
“Everything okay?” He came through faintly.
“Something came up that I need to talk to you about.”
“Is it urgent?”
“Well—”
“Let me take you out to dinner later.”
My heart pounded as I sensed him pulling away.
“You didn’t say where you were?” I realized how that sounded. “I’m just interested.”
He wasn’t exactly going to tell me he was sawing through a roof. I was lucky he’d answered.
“Confession,” he said softly.
“Oh?”
“I don’t want to be here. I wish I was with you.”
“Then be with me.”
They’re coming for you, Tobias, get out of there.
“I’m actually at the Coach and Horses.”
“Covent Garden?”
