Ronan's lips curved into a faint smile, "You haven't approved my friend request yet."
"Oh."
Hearing what he said, Abigail suddenly remembered that there was such a thing, "I'll do it later."
She had been so busy today that she had forgotten about it.
Ronan's voice was as gentle as a stringed instrument, gently plucking at her heartstrings. "What time should I pick you up tomorrow?"
"Two o'clock in the afternoon."
After all, she had other things to deal with.
"Where should we meet?"
"Uh... at my doorstep."
"Okay, I'll be there on time."
Just as Abigail was about to hang up, Ronan asked, "Don't you like chocolate-flavored cakes?"
Abigail was confused.
"I noticed that you didn't eat any in the car."
Abigail didn't expect this man to be so interested in her personal preferences, a
