Same Time Next Week (Ch 66)

“Start at the beginning. Who are you?"

She ended the call but held the phone in her hands, staring at the LED screen, trying to force the hours forward. The time at the top of the phone flipped, minute by very slow minute. At this rate, it would take forever for the hours to tick by.

Shelby was nervous. More nervous than she’d been when she met him that early morning or on their first date, though she wore a brave face. She’d been scared out of her mind that night, completely out of her comfort zone. Aggressive, sexual, animal—that had never been her. It was a persona that she put on, hoping to change herself and her life.

Her ruse worked and yet it didn’t.