133: Messenger

Camilla "This is my girlfriend. Samantha," Austin introduced his lover to us with a huge smile. "Your girlfriend? The Latina you've been telling us about?" I asked him, taking my eyes to her once again. "Yes. She's finally back from Mexico. She'll be spending the night here." He wrapped his arm around her neck. "Hey," Samantha told us lowly. "Welcome." My mom smiled at her. "It's nice to have you around. My son has told me so much about you. He loves you so much." "Of course he does." Samantha smiled at Austin. When my phone started ringing, I left the dining table and went upstairs to answer Drake's call. "Drake. Why do you keep on calling me?" Why did I even answer it? He had been calling me a couple of times now, but I declined the calls. "Don't act like you don't know about my feelings," Drake told me. But I didn't want to hear that. Thinking about what he did had me infuriated. "Maybe if you called me like this in the past week, I could have acknowledged your feelings."