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 and screws his

phone from his hand and says, “my

of bed with my phone

it

I answer the

wake up yet? Why take so long?”

look at Frances Louis

want to take you to the

to go,

weekend! I have just come back from Santos, and now

“When shall we go?”

the ticket right away and pick you up at

I feel something sticking behind me. The hot feel of the touch makes me almost drop my phone

would you explain why you

height difference,

is a little sulky, clearly still angry about what

how can I explain that my kick is just

accident. Do you believe it?”