Chapter Seventeen: A Little Tipsy?

**Kyla's POV**

For the first time since well forever, I hated my ringtone. I wished I could just fling the phone off the roof. Wouldn't do me any good since they've seen who's calling anyways.

How could Tony be this careless to call me in the middle of dinner. I thought he understood it better than that. These three hate each other, I'm supposed to be the girl who's falling in love with Stein and now Tony's calling.

I'll just have to deny any relationship between Tony Zen. I'll say it's a friend who lives down the street. I reach over to answer but Richard is faster.

"Hey, that's my phone give it...."

I try to protest but his fingers are dancing around the answer button before they finally rest.

**Hello.**

I can hear Tony's voice from where I sat.

**Hello? Kyla?**

**Hello Tony.**

Richard finally responds. Tony doesn't reply and there's silence for another second or more than that.

**Don't ever call her again.**