My phone began to ring from my jacket pocket. I slipped it out and viewed the caller ID; it was Jax. For the first time in a while, I answered the call from him and connected the phone to my ear.
"Hi," I said.
"Hi, Jenn." His voice sounded as cheerful as ever. "You haven't returned yet. I haven't eaten all day long so I'm very hungry. Please bring some food for me."
"Can't you eat at the hospital? Isn't there food for you?" I wondered, sliding my feet into my pair of slip-ons.
"Of course, there is, but I don't like it. Please cook for me and bring it over. Hurry up, I miss you."
"Cook for you?" I lifted an eyebrow though he couldn't see me.
"Yeah…"
"I can easily ask a maid to cook it."
"I'll love to eat a meal prepared by you, please."
"Whatever, I'll be there shortly." I re
