It was 6 pm and I was halfway through the documents Cal had emailed to me. I was planning on finishing before dawn and then maybe treat myself to a nice warm bath for the job well done-if I wasn't lazy.
You know the saying that goes, your plans aren't the same as the maker or whatever, turns out it was true.
How did I figure this out?
Ace came knocking on my door.
"Hi Cupcake" He greeted.
"Hey Milkshake Spiller"
"You're busy?" He asked
"Yeah. I'm hoping to finish before dawn"
"Sometimes I wonder if you're truly on a holiday," he said throwing himself on my couch.
"All play and no work makes Jill a dull girl," I said with a smile
"Why are you here?" I asked sitting back down to continue my work.
"You'll find out soon enough," he said with a wink.
I groaned
"Why do I feel like I'm not going to like what you have planned out?" I asked him.
"Not me, Lila."
I planted my face in my palm.
"Lila?"