Page 43 of Passion Restored

“Damn it. Do you want to drive home now? Or want me to come up there?”

He shook his head, though she couldn’t see him. “It’s two hours at least, and it’s dark out. I’ll just be back tomorrow.” The fact that she’d offered warmed him a little, though he wasn’t sure if he’d ever truly thaw from this.

“That fucker. Okay, get into something comfortable and then get in bed. Maybe phone sex will make this night better.”

Owen barked out a laugh and gripped his phone harder. “Thank you, Liz. Just…just thank you.”

“Anything, Owen. You know that. Anything.”

And he did know, though he still knew things were on shaky ground between them. Hell, everything he had was tentative these days. But the sound of her voice, the sound of her laugh…that helped.

He just didn’t know if it was enough.

If anything was enough.

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