Dark Waltz (A Praestani Novel), page 37
“Yup,” she says and I click over.
“Hale?” Oscar’s voice sends a quiver down both my legs and back up, meeting in places that shouldn’t tingle just because a guy, who has a girlfriend, says my name.
“Hi,” I say. I’m about to ask if he left something in the truck as he cuts me off.
“I was wondering,” he says. “If you’d meet me at a coffee shop tonight?”
My brain trips over my pounding heart. Did my dad tell him on the ride back to his house? Oscar’s voice is so weirdly calm, I’m not sure that he knows anything yet, so I play along.
“Sure, I’ll meet you. Are you bringing Sophia?” I ask. He puffs an I’ve-been-called-out breath on the other end.
“I was thinking I’d leave her home tonight.”
“Probably not a good idea, Oscar,” I try to joke. “You are loyal, remember?”
“I am,” he sighs, “but if you are going to be my wife, I guess that trumps any loyalty I have to a girlfriend, now doesn’t it?”
I don’t know if he says anything else, because I drop my phone and the screen shatters when it hits the floor.
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Hargrove, A.M., Dark Waltz (A Praestani Novel)
