It doesn’t need one—I know that number.
Carter
Car trouble, babe?
I grip the phone, my entire body tensing.
Opening the text, I type back.
Leave us alone.
Carter
Why would I do that? You think you can mess with my business, and I won’t mess with yours?
That’s different.
Carter
Is it?
You don’t have to do this.
Carter
Do what?
We weren’t good together. You have to see that by now.
Carter
Don’t say that, baby. You’re hurting my feelings.
We’re over.
Carter
We’ve never been over, Reed. I told you; I’m not letting you go.
I close my eyes, taking a deep breath as my phone pings again.
Carter
You’re beautiful today. I always said blue was your color.
Where are you?
Carter
Watching what’s mine.
I’m not yours.
“Are you sure about that?” Carter’s voice coming from behind me has me spinning so fast I drop my phone and trip back.
My thighs hit the ledge of the roof, and Carter reaches out, catching me before I fall.
“Hi, baby.” He smiles. “Time to come home.”