Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“Was there a reason why you called me?”

“Yes.” Again, a single-word answer. Debbie cursed him a hundred times in her head.

“And? What was it?” she asked, trying to be patient. She was expecting a sweet response despite knowing that she might not get any.

“I wanted to know if you were okay.”

That was it! That was all she needed to hear–to know that he cared.

Her eyes reddened as she read his message.

“I…I’m not okay.” She missed him beyond what words could express. She missed his voice, his hugs, his tenderness.

been too busy because

“I’m relieved.”

hundred question marks flashed across

to know that I’m not okay? What

that I’m unhappy?! Why does he hate me so

had said lingered on, bothering her immensely. The more she thought about it, the angrier

a good time in

Carlos.”

“Okay.

thousand angry exclamation marks jumped around her head. ‘Aargh! This man

for many days in a row.

helping an old lady pick out some tea Leaves. Others were playing “Drop the Handkerchief” with the children. Jared was one of them. Since he was so tall, it was funny to see