He’d checked his phone for messages when he’d walked through the kitchen and saw the missed calls from the private number. There’d been one outgoing and two incoming from the same unidentified number while Mason had been gone. The only explanation he could come up with, short of outright asking, was that Jack had placed a call back to base, then did a bit of phone tag while they tried to hook up. A plea for a ride back to the city, perhaps? An “oh, s**t, I think I f****d this one up” call? And if so…well, Jack was still there. With a brand new shiny outlook too.
Had he been given the standard “play nice” speech that one would expect from a madam in the situation? Was Amelia’s icy tone, the one that had stopped Mason himself short when he’d heard it, the reason for the sudden give in attit
