Lev
We need to debrief. ASAP.
I don’t reply. I’m still rereading her note, touching the letters like a stupid man. And then, I stare at the ceiling for a moment.
Something stupidly soft cracks open in my chest.
I text her.
Me
You’re welcome.
Read.
No reply, of course, so I call her. She picks up like she was waiting for it, voice all innocent, and I can hear the music blasting in the background.
“Missing me already?” She asks softly.
“Didn’t even get a proper goodbye,partner.”
“You got a note.”
“You thanked me for the sex.”
“It was good.”
“Yeah, it was.”
She laughs, and the sound fills something in me I didn’t know was empty.
“What are you wearing?” I ask, dragging a hand through my hair.
“A gun and a knife.”
“Mmmh.Hot.”
I smile into the phone, barely suppressing the urge to ask when I’ll see her again.
“Plans today?”
“Big Emira and Venom Reapers dinner tonight at the Lebanese complex. Just received a text from Zanae.”
“Need a date?”
“I’d say no, but you’d show up anyway.”
“Exactly.”
“Fine. My other admirer might be here too.”
“Too bad he won’t be able to talk to you.”
“Clingy,” she teases.
“I’m only in this city for you.”
Silence. Then a softer voice, “You shouldn’t say things like that.”