Serafina

I went into work with my face flaming and my heart beating a staccato rhythm in my chest, half excited and half terrified that Enzo would be there. I was embarrassed by my behavior on the phone the night before. I'd been sound asleep when Enzo had called, dreaming of something I couldn't remember the moment I answered the phone and heard his voice. He'd sounded different somehow. Still as bossy as usual, but also like he...needed me. There'd been something raw and desperate in his voice, and I couldn't help but respond to it.

So I did as he told me and closed my eyes, imagining it was...