Phone Calls From a Rock Star
“He didn’t say much, only soft words of comfort, while he stroked my hair and planted little kisses on my head. When the tears slowed, I sniffed and stepped back, frowning at his shirt. I swiped at it, embarrassed how wet it was.
“I’m so sorry,” I mumbled.
“I didn’t mean to ruin your shirt.”
He chuckled and took my head in his hands.
His face was so soft and his eyes so gentle the tears stirred up inside me again.
“You didn’t ruin it, angel.
And it will wash.” He pushed my damp hair from my chee...ks and steered me further into the room. He pointed at the bed. “Sit.
We’ll talk.”
I did as he asked and took a deep, shuddering breath. “I messed up, Jake. Oh, I messed up horribly.”
He squatted in front of me and rested his hands on my thighs. “Okay. We’ll figure this out. We’ll fix it.”
“I don’t know how,” I said as my bottom lip trembled irritably.
“Tell me what happened.”
His brilliant blue eyes darkened in concern, and I was thankful I had him.MoreLess
“I’m so sorry,” I mumbled.
“I didn’t mean to ruin your shirt.”
He chuckled and took my head in his hands.
His face was so soft and his eyes so gentle the tears stirred up inside me again.
“You didn’t ruin it, angel.
And it will wash.” He pushed my damp hair from my chee...ks and steered me further into the room. He pointed at the bed. “Sit.
We’ll talk.”
I did as he asked and took a deep, shuddering breath. “I messed up, Jake. Oh, I messed up horribly.”
He squatted in front of me and rested his hands on my thighs. “Okay. We’ll figure this out. We’ll fix it.”
“I don’t know how,” I said as my bottom lip trembled irritably.
“Tell me what happened.”
His brilliant blue eyes darkened in concern, and I was thankful I had him.MoreLess
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