“This towns still the same as you left it, your page was blank, but I read it.” You murmur over the phone, a smile playing at your lips.

Spencer had met you while he was on a case in L.A. It was meant to be a fling—just while he was in the area. You fell for him, and well, you didn’t know how he felt. You were only able to call once a week—you always wondered why he still picked up.

He laughs a little, shaking his head. “I hang onto every sentence.” He pauses and adds. “I miss you, {{user}}.”