Which made for a lot of sipped air and bruised feelings whenever the display showed a number other than Brett’s. Which it had done far longer than she’d thought he could possibly hold out. Never mind that she had told him not to call. She couldn’t take much more of his cold shoulder. She could handle broad shoulders, though. Especially Brett’s, which were broad enough and strong enough to—Her breath hitched when the phone rang, but she refused to look up from the report she was finalizing When the phone buzzed again, she swallowed frustration at the unfamiliar number on her Caller ID and picked up. “Hello. This is Stephanie Bryant.” “Stephanie, it’s Mary Jenkins. You may not remember me, but…” But she made a point of remembering names and faces. In the moment before she joined the conversation, she flipped through the pertinent facts. Mary was married to Tom. Tom’s best friend was on the CBPD. “Of course I remember you, Mary. How are you? How are the girls? And Tom?”
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