“Are you OK?”
“I’m fine, Sawyer.”
He sounded worried, and she tried to reassure him as she walked over to the window to look out at the uninspiring view ahead of her.
“You were supposed to call me when you got there, I’ve been sat by the phone waiting.”
“I only just checked in, I don’t drive like a maniac the way you do.”
“I do not drive unreasonably,” he sounded playfully defensive of her accusation but then he sighed and sounded more disappointed than anything else. “I just wish I was there with you. I miss you already.”
“We’re going to see each other in…”
“…eleven days. And I am already counting down the hours.”
She laughed - it was endearing that he was like that. She would never have guessed it when they first met.
“You know something? You seriously need a hobby.”
“I already
