“Emmy?” I heard him calling me again. I shut the book hurriedly. f**k if he saw the book, he won’t sit without getting a perfect excuse from me to have this book. he is much more stubborn than me when it comes to find something he suspects fishy.
“I know you are inside. I can feel your presence duh.” He said lamely getting bored from the other side of the door. I put the book back in the bag and slide it under the bed back to its position.
I sighed and open the door to find him standing in front of me, checking the bag, the delivery guy left on my door, drinking from my coffee. my breakfast!
“Why were you taking so time to open the door?” he asked entering in the room, not bothering to look in my direction.
He sit on the bed and empty the bag slowly, putting all the items out. I snatch
