Before Sofia could oblige, his phone buzzed, and Davion released her reluctantly to check. He grunted and swore under his breath, muttering curses at Colton for calling at an odd time.
"F*ck man! What's up now? Couldn't you call me an hour later?" he growled into the phone. Sofia came to her senses and realized what they had just done. How could she have surrendered so easily to him? Seeing him busy, she picked up her clothes and ran inside the house, straight to Davion's bedroom. She quickly changed before Davion came upstairs.
After fifteen minutes, Davion rushed into the room, looking angry and very displeased. "We need to go to LA now. There's an emergency which cannot be avoided," said Davion, taking out a trolley case and dumping his clothes angrily into it. "C'mon, start packing
