09 | flirty phone calls

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LOVELY
part nine  ꙳

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she sat on the edge of her bed and pressed the phone to her ear.


"hey."


"hey, you."


"what are you up to, mr. holland?"


"well, ms.anson, i am sitting in my hotel room with my dog."


"ohh. girl or boy."


"girl."


"bet she's cute."


"like you."


she giggled and rolled her eyes, a deep red blush coating her cheeks.


"shut up."


and to avoid her beating heart she muttered.


"you're british"


"yeah, thought you knew that love?"


"i did but it sounds so different on the phone."


"hmm. you never said what you were doing."


"i am sitting in my room, on the phone with someone who's pretty cute."


"oh really?"


"yep."


"he must be pretty special."


"sure, he's alright."


"haha."


she smiled and rolled over on her back.


"well, mr. holland, he's nice and has a very attractive face, the only problem is he works with my uncle and he's very protective."


"your uncle or this mystery crush of yours"


"no one said it was a crush and my uncle."


"well, ms.anson, i would say this mystery guy seems worth the risk."


"oh yeah?"


"definitely."


"hmm. what should i do about my uncle who has turned his nose up at everyone i have ever brought home?"


"really?"


"mostly. there was this one guy but he cheated on me with my best friend at the time."


"shit. i'm sorry."


"don't be, he was a dick."


tom chuckled on the other end.


"i'm sure this guy would never hurt you like that."


"i don't know. he's got girls falling at his feet so easily."


"i'm sure they're great, but they're not you."


"tommy, you're too sweet."


"i've been told that before."


"ass."


"thought i was sweet, darling?"


"stop bullying me."


"not bullying."


"yes."


"nope."


"yep."


"i would never."


"liar, you, blake and charlie love teasing me."


"it's because it's so easy."


"meanie."


"don't worry, love."


she blushed again and went silent on the other end.


"well, mr. holland, it is late and i have to go to sleep. talk tomorrow?"


"yeah, course. night, darling."


"goodnight, tommy."


neither could hang up, and so she fell asleep to the sound of him breathing lowly on the other side of the speaker and it was the best sleep she had in a while.

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