Talking loudly is never a good idea it only hit me now when Ashton stared at me amusingly.
"I'll call you back later," I said putting the phone down and gulped. My face once again turned red under his gaze, and from the looks of it, I could easily tell that he overheard everything I said.
This was complete torture.
He didn't say anything but kept gazing at me intently, with his hands inside the side pocket of his black pant. His white button-up shirt was surprisingly still in place and his messy, but he was still managing to look quite handsome.
See, I was getting distracted again.
"I-" he began to say something but I cut him off instantly.
"Ivy's doing better. The doctor said we can see her in a while." I blurted.
"Uh, that's great." He raised an eyebrow. Before he could say any
