Chapter 89:Protective Bonds

(Scarlett's POV) I froze, staring at the phone in my hand. Had I just hung up on Roman? My heart sank. My finger hovered over the screen. Should I call him back? Before I could make up my mind, the phone vibrated again. His name lit up the screen. “Roman,” I answered quickly, trying to keep my voice steady. “Sorry about that—I didn’t mean to hang up. It was an accident.” His voice, rich with amusement, flooded my ears. “An accident?” he teased. “Or were you avoiding my question?” “I wasn’t avoiding it,” I muttered, shifting uncomfortably. My gaze dropped to the desk in front of me, and I bit my lip. “Good,” he said, his tone lowering, softening. “Then answer me, little wolf. Do you miss me?” I swallowed hard, his words making my heart race. The nickname only he used felt like it carried so much weight. My voice barely came out. “I… I do.” His laugh on the other end was warm, pleased. “I thought so. You have no idea how much I’ve missed you.” There was a pause, then his tone shif