Chapter XI - Missing My Angel

Peyton Pov

The sound of a cellphone ringing ...

"Hello, Bella," I replied, picking up the phone.

"Honey, you haven't called me for a few days now. How are you? Don't you miss me?" she asked in some typical spoiled way.

"I'm busy Bella, aren't you busy too?" I asked her back, a bit sarcastically, I guess.

"Didn't I already say, this week I got no photoshoot session, my project design is also delayed? So, I’m guessing you forgot, yeah..." she giggled a bit trying to remind me.

"Well, nope.” I stopped for a second.

“But you are busy sharing your body with some other man, my dear Bella?" I continued and replied in a mocking tone.

"Pey, what the heck are you saying?" she asked, half confused.

"Exactly four days ago, what were you doing in your apartment at 7pm, huh?" I asked again, dared her to trace back and explain me what happened.

"What? Nothing!" she replied while probably remembering what she’s done.