Was there something wrong with her? Some personality fault that was too big to overcome, maybe? Maybe she’d totally misinterpreted Jeff’s parting words. It had been nearly three days since they’d parted at his office, and he hadn’t called. She’d considered calling him maybe twenty times during those hours, but she always held back, feeling uncertain. If he didn’t want her, she wasn’t going to be the needy one. No one wanted to be rejected like that. Still, maybe a call would be a good idea. She needed the closure of a final personal conversation. They still had business matters to resolve, but that was different. She picked up her cell phone and her finger was poised over it, ready to dial, when it began to ring. Gasping with surprise, she bobbled the phone in her hands for a moment, and then brought it to her ear. “Hello?” “Hi, babe, it’s Jeff.” “Oh! Jeff.” He laughed. “That almost sounded like, ‘Jeff who?’“ She gave him a polite and shaky chuckle. “Oh, I know who you are.”
