Caleb pops his head in to where I am lying on the floor in the sun like a cat, the only human characteristics being my headphones, clothes and the fact that I am belting out broken Korean lyrics with all the passion of an accidental tourist because I know like a handful of phrases and that's it.
I see him and rip the headphones off, ending my singing and he smirks briefly, looking all of twenty. My heart lurches and then slaps itself backwards into next week and I snap involuntarily.
What.
I just wanted to say I appreciate your discretion with Samuel and I've also spoken to him about attempting to gain inappropriate time with you.
ARGHHHH. I pick up my phone without responding and dial Sam, who picks up instantly.
Bridge.
Are you okay? Caleb just told me he came for you.
Huh? He asked a few questions about church and then we talked about maybe getting some Japanese food on the weekend.
Oh, okay.
He didn't mention you or our conversation. I was ready for it. Thanks for typing it all out.
Anytime. K, love.
Love.
I hang up. Liar. I go to put my headphones on and he barges right in, taking them out of my hands.
It was implied-
Yeah, yeah. And what did we say about not interfering?
What should I do when someone attempts to usurp me?
Nothing? Unless you're there and even then you do nothing. That's the deal since you hurt Ben. I can handle Sam.
You could handle Joel too.
Stop it, Cale. I'm having the best Friday and you aren't allowed to ruin it.
Then I shall leave you to your uh...music.
Thanks.