Piper wrung her hands anxiously. Would he call?
Did he even consider it?
Was he even attracted to her?
It was the previous night that she had met him. It was at a bar and club; she only had a beer.
He had bumped into her.
She spilled her drink.
And he was the hottest guy she had ever freaking seen—
Well, no. He wasn't. She was just so immersed in her thoughts, it felt like he was.
His name was Jason.
She stared at the phone, hating it, yet trying to will it to ring.
And it did.