Pleading to Come Home
" Tonight, John." She cradled the phone against her ear and whispered into it like a lovesick teenager. " I'll be home tonight. Don't make me wait for you." " I'll be there as fast as I can get there." Mina ended the call and fought that now-familiar internal battle to drag her attention back to something other than her body's urgent demands. After several slow, deep breaths, she was able to focus again on not finalizing the settlement agreement we'd just concluded in the divorce...