![]() ![]() ![]() “Fuck off,” I grumble, although it pleases me.“Youtwo have better things to do than call me.” “Yeah,” Avril agrees, her eyes soft as she focuses through the on-screen camera.“Wemiss you.” ![]() I’d cut it short recently, and I’m liking it so far.“But why in the hell are you calling me on your honeymoon?” “Not much,” I say, running my fingers through my hair. “Hey,” Avril says with a wide grin.“What are you doing?” I didn’t expect to hear from them until they came back to the office. Tokyo is thirteen hours ahead of D.C., so it’s mid-morning there. They’re obviously in their hotel room judging by the rumpled bed I see in the background, but from their shoulders up they appear to be dressed and ready to head out the door. Sitting down, I accept the call and then Avril and Dane’s faces are taking up my screen. I ignore my phone, moving instead to the desk where I have my iPad set up. My brows furrow wondering why in the hell she’d be calling me on her honeymoon. ![]()
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