MISSY
“Maddox!” I screamed. He finally called; my whole body felt like it was buzzing hearing his voice.
“It’s me, darling, but we only have a couple of minutes,” he said quickly.
“I miss you! When are you coming home?” I asked.
“Not yet,” he answered. “I’m trying, but some things have come up.”
“What do you mean? Were you attacked?” Worry immediately overtook me.
“Nothing we can’t handle, okay? How is school so far?” he asked.
“Terrible,” I told him. He laughed. Oh Goddess, I missed his laugh.
“I think you are just in a bad mood because I am not there to kiss that pout off your face,” he said.
“I can’t sleep. I miss having you next to me,” I told him. I didn’t want to make him feel bad, but it was the truth.
“When I get back, we can sleep a whole day. We’ll go straight to
