“What's that you were listening to?” He reiterated, pointing at my phone.
His stern expression was making me nervous. And I hated that I looked ‘caught-in-the-act’, even though I wasn't actually doing anything wrong.
“Hmm?” He arched his brow.
I held my phone tighter in my grip, as my lips sought for an answer.
“It's uh…it's nothing…” God, that's the most blatant lie I've ever uttered. And the weakest too. He heard the audio. He knows it's not ‘nothing.’ But I don't know what else to say.
He walked fully into the room, shutting the door behind him. Bolting it too.
I stood, growing more nervous than earlier. I wasn't sure what he was about to do but I hope he's aware that we're not alone. April's in the house too, and I don't want her to walk in on us doing anything remotely ina
