Look But Don't Touch

by Olivia Hayle

“I wasn’t really trying to call you, you know. Your number is actually just one off from Fratelli’s pizza just down the street from me.” Grant's low chuckle reached me across the line, sent shivers down my spine. “Lucky me.” “And who knows? I might misdial again,” I murmured. There was a long silence. “You probably shouldn’t,” he finally said. “But I hope you do.”