The phone in Heath’s hand seemed slick with sweat as he tried to process what Chelsea was telling him; it nearly slid from his grasp. After she told him the news, a million thoughts rushed his head, but he had no idea what to say. All of the questions that came to his mind seemed ridiculous. Was she sure? Wouldn’t she have to be if she was calling him? Was she sure it was his? Seemed rude. His knees started shaking slightly as he thought about what this revelation would mean.
He'd just finished his shift and was walking back across base to the house he shared with a few of the other guys. He stopped to answer the phone, stunned when he saw that it was her number. After he’d sent her that text a few weeks ago, one he had hated to send in the first place, she’d only replied with a quick “ok
