Nina’s POV:
I released a deep breath and adjusted my glasses one more. When I turned back to the screen, Alice was gone. “Neilson, where is Alice?”
He sat there with this dumb look, and his eyes travel downward. “Oh! Ew! Why can’t the two of you ever keep it in your pants!” I gagged.
Neilson sends me a sly smirk. “Sorry, we got to go, Alice can’t talk, her mouth is occupied.”
“You are so not sorry!” I yelled.
He nods, “You’re right, I’m not. Bye,” he said and ended the call.
I shook my head, mind wondering why in the world was I ever jealous of those rabbits.
I grabbed my knitted sweater, walking to the living room, mind wondering how I’m going to get the soda stain out. My legs stopped when I saw Matt leaning against the counter, sipping coffee. “Done talking to Alice?” He
