She leaned on my bare, damp chest "Why don't you invite me on a dinner date or something like that?. Like, we never meet out of the four corners of this hotel room and it's beginning to suck." she whimpered as usual.
She was right but I didn't care so I was busily checking my messages while she was seriously whimpering. I was expecting a call from my uncle's troops.
"Say something" she seized the phone off my hands. I faced her and she was seriously angry, yet I didn't mind "Ravin, I'm not in the mood" I warned.