CAL
We had just come out of the clinic, and Reggie was still with his infectious smile despite having just undergone a rather grueling examination.
“Cal,” he called, his voice calm but full of teasing undertones. He looked at me with a nosy smile, typical of a man who knew how to make others feel uncomfortable without meaning to. “It's not that I don't appreciate your concern, but perhaps you should spend more time with Sera instead of constantly tagging along to doctor’s appointments. Are you planning to marry Sera or me to be honest?”
I chuckled, starting the car engine. “Sorry, Reggie, I'm just the kind of guy who keeps old people company, not marries them,” I replied flatly, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of rubbing me the wrong way.
Reggie chuckled, then looked at me mor
