Dominique.
"Why doesn't he ever pick up?" I wanted nothing more than to toss the phone in my grip a million miles away from me. But if I did, I wouldn't be able to get through to the bastard who'd refused to pick up his damned phone. "He never picks up at the right time, no matter how hard I try or the number of times I call him."
A frustrated sigh slid past my lips as I punched in his number again, before dialing it. It rang, and rang, and rang, without an answer. Again.
"f**k!" I yelled as I fisted my hand by my side. I glared at the device in front of me, like it'd done anything to me, meanwhile the main culprit was the i***t who'd refused to pick up his phone. He was always with his phone, but the one time I decided to ring him up, that's when he decided he just had to be un
