“Lana, can you drop by the hotel? I'd like to ask a favor.”
“Oh, you need me there right away? Okay, I'll head over now. Calm down, calm down. I'm going now,” replied Lana as she tilted her head to keep her phone between her ear and her shoulder. While doing that, she reached for her purse and coat.
“Mom, Dad. There is an urgent matter I have to attend to, so I won't be staying here tonight.” She grabbed her purse and shoved her arm into her coat while gesturing at her phone.
After shouting that to her parents, she fled the place as though there was no tomorrow.
“Lana, remember to come home tomorrow. We have a blind date set up for you,” shouted Lana's mother. Her words made it into the phone and Xavier couldn't help snickering when he overheard that.
“Was that a snicker? What the hell is so funny about that?” Lana was so annoyed that she slammed the door to her car shut before howling into the phone a little.
“Awh, are you annoyed?” asked Xavier. He was deliberately pushing Lana's buttons, and she was so annoyed that she rolled her eyes at him.
“Quit yapping and tell me what you want.” Earlier, she was thankful to the guy for calling at the right time and rescuing her from her parents. That appreciation dissipated after she heard how amused he was at her horrible situation.
Xavier behaved more professionally once he heard that. “Let's talk in person. It'll be difficult to explain the situation over the phone.”
“Okay, I'll be there soon.” replied Lana. She hung up, put her phone away, then started driving.
The second she entered the lobby, she saw Xavier sitting on the couch and playing on his phone. A mischievous glint flashed past her eyes and a devious idea crawled into her mind. She circled around to his back...
“Eric!”
“What the f*ck? Damn, you scared me,” yelped Xavier. He was so surprised that he cussed in Chanaea and dropped his phone.
Huh... I didn't know that he was such a scaredy-cat. He even dropped his phone! Now that I think about it, Eric sometimes acts as though he were a kid who was caught doing something bad. In fact, he's fumbling right now.
“Oops. Sorry, Eric. I was just angry about you snickering at my misfortune earlier, so I thought I'd pull a small prank on you. I didn't realize you are such a scaredy-cat.”
Just apologize nicely, will ya? Why did you have to include that last sentence and call me a coward?
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