Helping Voice

Throughout the week Jae stays away from us and, very stupidly, I feel a bit disappointed by the radio silence, but I continue with my life. I go to the hospital in the morning, do my volunteer work, pick up Tate from school, cook for us, and then I spend the rest of the afternoon with my baby, doing his homework, visiting our family, or just doing nothing. It's a good life… so, I don't need any man, just my son, my uncle and my best friend, Remy. They are all I need.

I'm thinking about this when my phone starts ringing and I see Jae's name there. My heart does somersaults, and I freeze with nerves for a few seconds before clearing my throat and answering.

It takes everything within me not to ask him why the hell he hadn't called me all week, but then I remind myself that I was the one who told him we should keep our distance, so I can't complain.

"Hello, An," he says with that sweet voice he uses with me ever since he found out I'm his fated mate. I close my eyes, and since I'm all al