Chapter 3Ana had never picked out a wardrobe for a phone call, but she dressed carefully for this one. If the conversation went the same way their chats did, she’d want something baggy or easily shed. But she didn’t want to assume the call would go that way. What if his voice was ugly? She didn’t know how to define an ugly voice, but she knew there were men who could get her to strip with a single word, and she had assumed Ben would be one of those men. But what if he wasn’t?
She ultimately chose a comfortable pair of shorts and an old T-shirt. But as soon as that minor problem was solved, she began to worry about where she should be when she answered the phone. Should she sit at her computer? On the couch? In bed? She discarded the idea to sit out on the patio. It was an absolutely gorge
