“Dante, I…”

Ring! Ring! Ring !

I was stopped mid-sentence by my phone ringing loudly on the bedside table. I stretched over and picked it up and saw that it was the land-line number from my house.

I gasped silently. My kids were calling me! I couldn't believe that I had been so engrossed with Dante that I forgot that I had left them home alone and given Clarissa an entire week off of work.

I looked at Dante skeptically and my mind was kicked into motion. I couldn't let him know that my kids were calling me. I couldn't let him put two and two together and figure out...