Disappointed to see it wasn’t Adam, she almost didn’t answer it because it was a number she didn’t recognize. Curiosity got the better of her though, and she did answer. “Hello, this is Ashley.” “How are you, babe?” the deep voice on the other end asked. “How the hell did you get my number? This isn’t the same number I had when we were together. Apparently, you’ve changed yours, too.” “I have my ways, sweet thing. So, how’s it going? Are you over your little fit about me kissing you the other night? You know, you’re still pretty hot when you’re mad.” “I could care less if you think I’m hot or not. I told you, I have a husband.” “Not from what I hear. The scuttlebutt is hubby wants out.” “Where do you get all of your information? Whoever you’re talking to doesn’t know what they’re talking about.” “When are you going to wake up and realize the guy’s done with you? I have a remedy for your blues. Go out with me Saturday night. Show old what’s-his-name you don’t need him,”
