Olivia Westview
I snatched the phone off the desk, stepping away from James with hurried, nervous energy. My pulse raced, not just from the heated moment we were pulled out of but from the worry creeping in—if this was an emergency, I needed to pull myself together.
"Hello?" I said, my voice shaky as I tried to compose myself.
"Livvy, hey! I thought you were ignoring me for a second there. What took you so long?" Anthony’s familiar voice came through the line, his tone casual, not at all matching the panic that had gripped me just seconds before. " Anyway, I just wanted to remind you about dinner tonight."
I froze. s**t. Dinner. That was tonight? I had completely forgotten.
My eyes darted to James, who was watching me with an unreadable expression. His jaw tightened as he took a step
