Chapter 13

Callie Graham? What? Who the hell was that? I didn't know anyone named Callie, nor did I have this person's number on my phone. Amidst my daze, someone suddenly snatched the phone from my hands. My eyes widened in shock as I turned, only to see Zane standing behind me with a towel around his waist. That snapped me back to reality at once. I realized it was his phone that I snooped through, and Callie was someone Zane knew. That wouldn't do. I needed to change my ringtone and phone model at some point. I couldn't keep using the same ones as him. Zane went to the window, where he answered the call. Yet, while he did so, he stared at me intensely. I looked down at my body, which was where his gaze focused on. In the next second, every inch of my face paled. I grabbed the robe from the lower edge of the bed before putting it on at lightning speed. Then, I sat at the foot of the bed while watching Zane. Zane's attention had shifted off me. However, he smiled, as if he were in a go