Tokyo's POV
"Zanaya, did you see my phone?" I asked her while puffing air on my bangs as I try to locate my phone, which, I have been searching the entire house after I woke up late in the afternoon.
"Nope. I was dead asleep last night after we had a midnight snack," she mumbled as she sways her body, baby Ashton on her arms while they stand in front of the kitchen door.
"I was holding it last night, didn't I?" I asked her as I turn around just in time as Cali enters the kitchen and grabs a glass of water.
"What are you looking for?" she asked, her eyebrows raised, before drinking her water, her left hand hanging around her waist.
"My phone," I pouted, and then my brows furrowed at the sight of the familiar marks showing on her neck. ", at least try to hide those hickeys on your neck.
