CHAPTER TWELVE -Groveling…It Isn’t Anything Like Grover, You Know As soon as I was released from Jake’s bear hug, I went straight to the phone. I didn’t even bother finding dry clothes-my relationship with Lo was far too important to waste time on a silly little thing like my health. I dialed the familiar number frantically and waited for it to start ringing through. One ring…two rings…I was tapping my fingers against the countertop…three rings… ... read more
