Debbie.
I dropped my phone on the bed and stared at Rex’s text.
I should go shower. River would be ready soon. And as much as I wanted to rest, I also wanted to tour the town. Tomorrow was our last day here.
I grabbed my towel and walked into the bathroom. I locked the door and started pulling off my clothes. The leggings, the shirt, everything — they all hit the floor in a heap. I stood in front of the large mirror, the steam from the running shower starting to cloud the glass.
I picked up the phone and hit the call button. I didn't want to text him. I wanted to hear his voice.
He picked up on the second ring.
"Debbie?" Rex’s deep voice called, full of authority. I could hear papers rustling and people talking in the background.
"Hey," I whispered as I climbed up and sat on the col
