240: TO THE SPA

ARIEL'S POV "My phone is ringing," I told Luke who still had a hold of me, while my phone continued to vibrate in the car. "I'm not letting go of you." He smirked. "Don't act stupid now." "You don't have to be so rude, you know." "Are you going to let go of me or not?" I wore a serious face. Luke chuckled and took his eyes im the direction of my phone, to where the sound was coming from. He took it from my purse, looking at the screen. "Who's calling?" I asked in curiosity. "Why should I tell you?" "Because that's my phone, duhh." "So what? I have a hold of it now." "Are you going to quit this nonsense?" "What nonsense?" I let out a frustrated sigh. "We have to find Janice right now, so can you please act serious, for crying out loud? And please hand me my phone!" I stretched my other hand over to him. "Maybe if you were a little bit nice, I'll hand it over." "Maybe if you could act a little bit mature, I'll be nice." I retorted, giving him