“Yes, well. What are you going to do instead? Call your Ellis?” My Ellis. The thump in my heart that accompanies those words is as familiar to me as the man himself. Ellis, who’s tall, dark, and handsome in his own right, but whose strength lies in his steady calm and unwavering dependability. Ellis, whose rumble of a voice is like distant thunder, so rarely there but impossible to ignore. Ellis, my…friend.
