This beautiful moment was ruined when my phone rang. I pushed myself off his lap, my cheeks turning pink.
Victor cleared his throat. "Well..." He trailed off.
I checked the caller ID. It was my mother. I quickly answered the call.
"Mom," I said, my voice coming out raspy.
Mom didn't say anything really important. She just called to ask about my welfare and to let me know she'd be late tonight.
"Bye, Mom," I muttered, then hung up.
Silence reigned in the room, and it was uncomfortable. Neither of us spoke for a few minutes.
"Get a shower, we're going out," Victor told me.
"Where are we going?" I questioned him.
He shot me a wink. "Just get a shower. I'll be waiting for you."
After taking a shower and putting on some clean clothes, it took me a really long time to gather the courag
