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?”

to look at me

from his hand and says, “my boss may have an errand for

of bed with my phone and

it would be safer to

I answer

up yet? Why take so long?” asks Steven

Frances Louis

I want to take you to the

want to

back from Santos, and now I will

“When shall we go?”

afternoon. I will buy the ticket right away and pick you up

the phone. I am about to turn around when I feel something sticking behind me. The hot feel of the

explain

Due to the height difference, his searing heat hits just on my belly button, making my legs

a little sulky, clearly still

explain that my kick is just an

you believe it?” I say