I tapped my finger on my thigh impatiently as I waited for Skyler Mae to pick up my call. Finally at the sixth ring, she did.

"Hello?" She asked.

Her voice was deeper than I'd expected.

"Hello Skyler Mae," I grinned. She sniffed her nose at the other end of the line and I heard honking and traffic moving along.

"How are you doing?" She asked. Ha. She was the one having a terrible day and she was asking me how I was? How sweet!

"Are you serious? You are the one who just had a bloody terrible day and you're asking me how my day was?"

"You're important," she said, quietly.

"So are you," I said. She was quiet at the other end of the line, letting out a sigh. "How are you doing?"

"I'm fine. I'll be fine," she said. There was more sniffling. I could picture her wiping away tears. I wanted to slap Cody, that bloody asshole.

"Cody sounds like a real dickwad," I said.

"You could say that," she let out a small laugh that sounded like a cough.

I contemplated my next words. "I have a confession to make."

"You do? About what?"

"I wasn't kidding. I do like you. I do think you are funny and incredibly beautiful," I said, letting out a low exhale. Why I been kidding myself? I'd love to take Skyler Mae out. I was beginning to grow anxious, as she was quiet. "Are you alright there?"

"I think I forgot how to breathe."

I grinned. "In and out, love."

"That's what she said," she said. I snorted. Goodness, she was too much.

"You little perv," I smiled.

"Okay, I'm okay," she said, more to herself than to me. I locked at the clock beside me, I had to run off to the car that would take us to an interview.

"I've got to run, are you certain you're fine?" I asked.

"Yes, thank you," she told me.

"Speak to you soon, then," I said, ending the call. John wiggled his eyebrows.

"That go good, then?" He asked.

"Great."