GABRIEL
I groaned for the thirst time, tapping on my phone once again and praying Sebastian would at least pick up.
How the heck had we not seen this? I had checked, dammit!
“He’s not answering?” Fabian asked, raising a concerned brow, to which I shook my head.
“It’s pretty clear that that brother of mine has either gone to bed early, or is busy, or has for one reason thrown away his phone somewhere he can’t reach it.” I hissed, listening to the phone ring, and then cut off. I didn’t want to send a voice mail.
Fabian sighed, and pointed towards the club. “Maybe we should head back inside and just sit this one out for tonight. I’m sure there would be plenty of time tomorrow to rectify this whole issue.”
I looked at Fabian like he had just slapped me in the face. “No man. You can head
