If Gina had known the plan would backfire that way, there would have been plan B on the ground. She paced about thinking deeply about how to send Drake off and push through without getting Williams upset or, even worse, worried about her.
Grabbing hold of her phone and ignoring Drake's useless utterances, her fingers typed a quick concise message to Williams hoping he won't bail, while she figures things out.
Fire on the Ground. Give me 5.
Drake got out of bed to her relief, looking pissed off by her constant distractions.
"You don't wanna hang out with me, do you?" He asked a dumb question. She wished she could ignore it.
"I have told you that a thousand times."
"Fine. Chill… whatever… you're lame anyway"
A slight smile came to her lips as he'd approached the door, doing some
