Amethyst's POV
*kriiiing, kriiing, kriiing!
I slowly opened one eye, reluctantly reaching out to answer my phone while I was still engulfed in the haze of sleep.
"Hello?" I mumbled into the receiver, my voice heavy with fatigue.
"Good morning, sleepyhead!" came Devon’s cheerful voice.
I let out a dramatic sigh and then flopped back onto my bed.
"Why are you calling so early in the morning?" I groaned, still half-asleep.
"Because I'm on my way to the company, and I want you to be there too. It’s been three days since I last saw you," he replied, sounding a bit too enthusiastic.
I couldn't help but chuckle softly to myself.
"Devon, you're OBSESSED with me," I teased lightly.
"I mean, you're not wrong," he admitted.
Rolling my eyes, I let out a slight laugh. "You're bold. Like, r
