The bastard.
Warmth burst through her at the thought of how he cared for her. She looked more closely at the flowers which were tied at the stems with a rubber band. No note.
Oh well, she wasn’t going to turn them down. She loved flowers. She took another look around, though. Maybe it was just someone in the neighborhood being friendly. She locked the door then found a vase in the kitchen and half-filled it with water then put it on the windowsill.
* * *
Jed frowned as the phone rang and rang. Where was she? He paced back and forth. Maybe she was out somewhere and couldn’t hear the phone.
Except she wasn’t big on going out. She was a homebody.
Perhaps she was in the shower. Or maybe someone had broken into her house and hurt her or she’d slipped and hit her head or. . . the list kept growing in his head. If she didn’t answer this time then he was going to get one of the boys to go around and check on her.
“Hello? Jed?” her voice sounded breathless.
“Daisy? Everything all right?” His voice was curt.
“Yes, of course. I was just upstairs and my phone was downstairs. Are you all right? What’s going on? Have you found the kids?”
He sighed. “Not yet. I’m just calling ‘cause it’s probably going to be a few more days and I didn’t want you to worry.”
“Oh, I’m so sorry,” she told him.
“I know, baby. Me too.” Christ he was tired. “What you up to?”
“I was just going to have a shower.”
“Yeah? You naked already?”
“What? No!”
“That’s disappointing.”
“Is this. . .” her voice lowered. “Is this a sex call?”
He threw back his head and laughed. “What?”
“Well. . .you know. . .when people have sex over the phone.”
“Baby girl, we haven’t even had sex for real.”
“I know, but you asked me
if I was naked.”
And now he had the picture of her naked body in his mind. He felt himself harden. Damn, he wished he was home with her.
“Jed? You still there? Everything all right?”
“Yeah, baby. Just tired and missing you.”
“Miss you too.”
“Everything all good there?”
“Yep.”
“You eating good? No sugar?”