Got My Number Novels & Stories

in his contacts. My eyes widened instantly when I saw the string of numbers. I knew those numbers by heart, it was clearly Micah Scott's phone number!

My phone contacts? My hands were shaking as I typed back: “HOW DID YOU GET MY NUMBER?” The response came immediately: “SEE YOU AT 7”. This day just kept getting better and better.

truly it's night already but I don't want to leave his company, he needs me as much as I need him. "You will soon be going, so can I have your number this time" If I give him my original number, he will find out about me being Rose, so I gave him my second number that is not registered in W******p. "I will call you bunny" he said and I nodded. He paid for our food and I made him promise to let me handle the next bills. "Good night bunny" he said as I am about to board the bus, it's already late so only few tricycle are around.

Turning back at intervals to ensure no one was coming behind me, taking a deep breath, I pressed the answer button. "Hello," my voice came out in almost a whisper. "Tracy Murphy, am I right?" Hunter's hollow voice came from the other end. "How did you get my number?" I sneered. "You seem to be forgetting that I am quite capable here," he chuckled lightly, "Plus, you own a company. Your contact info is on your flyer, out on display," he made it seem like it was just common sense. "Ohh," I managed, smacking myself in the head internally.

she said, right as something buzzed in my bag. I dug past receipts, lip balm, and a melted mint until my fingers closed around my phone. Unknown number. Are you free tomorrow? Afternoon hang. Chill stuff. I frowned at the screen. No name. Then a second text: Don’t ask how I got your number. I’ve got my ways. So… in or out? That narrowed it down fast. Only one person I’d met today was cocky enough to fish my number out of thin air–Kelvin.

I asked. "Good evening Miss Houston, am sorry for calling at such a time, but I wanted to know if you would be needing any help moving into the house, I know just the people for that," he said.......all he said didn't make sense to me as I asked him..."how did you get my number?"...I remember clearly that I didn't give him my number as I've only been in touch with him through emails, I was lucky enough that we didn't spend more than one day looking for a place, we found a place within a day and I moved in the same day, so I didn't see a need to exchange number, then how come he has my number.

Will it happen? As I finally reached the destination. I just received a call after claiming my papers in office. It’s just an unknown number, thus I made a slide touch to answer button and ask, “Hello?” “Hi. Can we meet?”

If he finds out right now, he might force me to get rid of the pregnancy and I wasn’t going to do that. I just had to wait a little longer. My phone rang as soon as I left the shower, “hello,” I said waiting for a response but the other line was quite and I could only hear the intake of breath from the other person, it sounded like a man. “I think you’ve got a wrong number.” I said and hung up. Weird. I just changed my number so no other person has this number except Noah, my parents and Agatha. I couldn’t shake off the weird feeling, I had to text Agatha.

and my frowned deepens, “Who gave you my number?” I asked Ready to fire the bastard who gave this cunt my number. “No one sir, but please employ me, and I’ll be a better secret.........” I hanged up, not wanting to hear his rubbish, unlock his number and made a mental note to see my tech guy. After doing some paperwork,I retired to bed.

I said, “…call. I don’t give a damn what time it is.” “I will. By the way, they gave her a phone. I held it when she was with you.” “Is that secret code for you’ve got her number?” “It is. I’m sure it’s monitored.” “I’d be disappointed in those assholes if it wasn’t. I won’t call it, but I want it.” “I don’t know what it will do for us, but sure.” As I disconnected the line, I looked at the number I’d written. Ten digits that would let me hear her voice.