#Chapter 219: Between Sisters

Dylan gave Logan Natalie’s number, and after hanging up with Dylan, I took Logan’s phone into the guest bedroom to make the call. Logan offered to join me, but I refused. “This is between sisters,” I told him. He seemed to understand. Alone now in the bedroom with the door closed, I sat on the edge of the double bed and made the call. Natalie didn’t answer right away. The phone rang and rang so long that I thought I might have to leave a message. Yet, just as I was thinking what to say in a voicemail, she picked up. “I always knew you’d come crawling back,” Natalie said, her voice low and sultry. I was confused for a moment, until I realized I was calling her from Logan’s phone. Of course, she thought I was him. “Did you miss me, baby?” she asked. “Natalie, it’s me,” I said. She went very quiet. I could have called her out on her blatant flirtations with my husband, but knowing that would derail every inch of goodwill I’d hoped to gain with this call, I let it slide