Reilley's POV.
Deavon's phone is still ringing and he's not waking up. I turned my head to look at his sleeping face again. He looks like he's having a really good night sleep after doing what he did to me.
I unconsciously bite my lower lip.
His call seemed to be important. It keeps on ringing. Maybe I should go and take a look? If it's a woman's name then I won't accept it. The last thing I want to happen right now is to get involved in his women issues.
I carefully leaned closer to his phone. My eyes landed on the screen. I squinted my eyes to read the name of the caller.
Old hag?
Why would he name that person calling an old hag? He's really something. I glanced at his sleeping face again. He's still sleeping peacefully that not even an earthquake can wake him up. I extended my hand to his phone. I think I should answer this one. He's really rude sometimes. Maybe he's just naming anyone old hag.
I tapped the green button to answer the call.
"H—Hello?"
"Son."
Oh my gosh. Is this Gover