In My Desperate Time

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to…”

Looking at dazed Frances Louis on the ground, I apology with a bitter face.

He stands up with a sullen face and his naked body comes towards me.

I blush, but I am more frightened.

I just kicked Frances Louis out of bed, and he won't let me go.

“Let me see who he is and you are in such hurry to answer it!”

Frances Louis steps over me and picks up the phone on the night table.

I really want to cry. I didn't get the phone. How should I know who is calling? The reason why I am anxious to pick it up is that I am afraid Frances Louis would catch Lawrence Jordan calling me like before.

God bless me. Don’t be Noah Jefferson. Otherwise I am so screwed!

“Steven Song?”

turns to look at me

I snatch the phone from his hand and says, “my boss may have an errand

of bed with my phone and run to

Louis, and it

I

Why take so long?” asks Steven

Frances Louis

Paris. I want to take you to the show.

want to go, so I say

from

“When shall we go?”

We will go there this afternoon. I will buy the ticket right

the phone. I am about to turn around when I feel something sticking behind me. The hot feel of the touch makes me almost drop my

would you explain

Louis turns me over to face him. Due to the height difference, his searing heat hits just on

sulky, clearly still angry about what happened just

explain that

an accident. Do you believe it?” I say