Sinclair Duet

7. Damien

Damien

A s soon as Ella disappeared behind the closed door, I pulled my phone from the inside pocket of my suit coat. Opening my contacts, I found the number I’d sworn never to delete.

The ringing in my ear coincided with the ringing on the other side of the door. With each ring, my pulse increased. I was ready to pound on the door when she finally answered.

“Hello?”

“You answered.”

I turned to the opening of the door and Ella’s sensational smile. She took a step back. “I don’t know if this is right.”

My smile beamed. “I’m feeling much more confident with my luck than a moment ago.”

Ella took a step back, holding the door ajar.

(The end of “Lucky Day” or “Falling Again” novella)