Fate

Lucy's cheeks flushed a deep shade of red, and she was certain she was likely going to die of embarrassment before the end of the evening. How in heaven's name hadn't she guessed that she was still 'intact'? Was she really that naive? 

Thankfully Tom's phone chose to ring at that moment, sparing them both the awkward silence that would have followed Tom's sexually implicit suggestion. Tom dropped his plate on the table and excused himself since he didn't know who the caller was and if it was business-related. 

Once he stepped outside he accepted the call, "Hey Tom! It's Jas!" An excited feminine voice greeted from the other end of the line before he could say anything. 

Even if she hasn't mentioned her name, he would have guessed it was her from the way she talked. He had thought she sounded excited that morning because she had been exercising so she was breathless, but it seemed that was the way she always sounded. Chirpy.