She scoffed. “Please, I’ve had my outfit planned for this day ever since you met Mr. Sexypants; he’s just provided me with the funds to make this outfit actually happen.” She falsely grinned at me before averting her attention back to the laptop screen. “Now… I was thinking something along the lines of gold…” She trailed off to herself.
My phone rang then, and I answered it immediately. “Save me,” I begged Adrian, who chuckled through the speaker.
“You sure seem to do a lot of begging lately, Shortcake.”
I was already envisioning his usual arrogant smirk as he spoke those words, and glared at Amy’s small television across from me. “Shut up. What do you want?” I asked, trying to avoid the subject.
“Were you serious about me saving you?” he asked in a concerned tone. “Do you want me to come and pick you up?”
“DON’T LISTEN TO HER, ADRIAN!” Amy suddenly screamed out. “SHE JUST DOESN’T WANT TO ACT LIKE A GIRL FOR A FEW HOURS!”
I turned around in horror. “You can hear him?”
“Duh, and he proved me right! You did have begging sex last night!” She burst into a fit of laughter, tossing her laptop carelessly to the side in the process.
Adrian chuckled in my ear, and I groaned in mortification. “You shouldn’t be embarrassed about our lovemaking, Shortcake-”
“Okay I’m going to stop you right there and hope to God that there is an actual point to this phone call or else I’m hanging up,” I warned, throwing a glare at Amy, who was still laughing.
“Yes, there is a point to this phone call.” His voice suddenly turned serious, and I frowned at the brown pillow in my lap.
“What is it?”
“Good news or bad news first?” he asked.
My frown deepened and I bit my lip. “Bad news.”
“Okay.” He let out a breath before speaking up again. “Well… the bad news is that I have a boner thinking about you.”
My frown instantly flattened. “Adrian”-
“But the good news is,” he interrupted, “You’re in love with me, and you’re willing to come and get rid of it!”
“Idiot.” I hung up in his face.
“I’d never thought I’d see the day where I’d be jealous of your relationship, of all people,” Amy scoffed, before pouting at me.
I raised an eyebrow as a sly smile made its way to my lips. “Why Amy, how ever could you be jealous of Adrian and me when you’ve got the perfect relationship with my brother? Oh wait, that’s all in your mind.”
“GET OUT MY HOUSE.”
I burst into a fit of laughter and dodged the pillow she launched in my direction, before taking back my original seat on the sofa.
“I’m serious.” Amy glared. “Leave. You distract me too much and you need this dress by the weekend. Plus, I hate you right now.”
“Aw, Aims.” I pretended to be affected by her words and pouted in her direction. “Do you-” I got cut off by my phone shrilling to life again.
I gave Amy a flat look before answering in the same fashion. “Adrian.”
“Shortcake, I need you to get to the office immediately. We need to sort out a large financial error that just occurred in one of the hotels in London.” There was no humour in his tone, and my expression sobered up immediately.
“I’ll be there in 20 minutes,” I murmured in reply while packing my handbag.
Adrian hung up after that, and Amy looked up at me. “Have my prayers been answered?”
I glared and pulled my tongue out at her grinning expression. “There’s an emergency at the office, I have to go. Thank you so much for doing this.”
“’An emergency,’” Amy smirked. “Right.”
I rolled my eyes and shook my head as I slung my handbag over my shoulder. “I’m being serious. Some financial thing that just happened in a hotel in London. I’ll text you later!” I called out to her before closing the door shut behind me.
***
“Damn. I’m pretty sure I’m ready to give you the D now, Emily.” A familiar voice said from behind me.
A large grin spread across my face before I turned around and pulled Allen into a hug, laughing into his shoulder. “You’re a stupid head. If Adrian hears you say that-”
“Say what?” Adrian asked, appearing beside us.
“That I’m going to give her the D,” Allen replied with an arrogant grin, pulling away from our hug.
Adrian’s jaw clenched at the same time his fists did, and I instantly rushed to his side. “He’s kidding.” I laughed, sending a playful glare in Allen’s direction.
He grinned childishly before speaking up again. “In all honestly now Em, you look absolutely incredible. I had to physically wipe drool off my face before talking to you. Look!” Allen’s arm suddenly shot out as he pointed to a dark grey spot on his light grey suit sleeve with wide eyes.
“Ew, Allen!” I laughed, shoving his hand away. “Thank you. You don’t look too bad yourself.” I winked.
“But I look better, of course,” Adrian spoke up, glaring down at me.
I tapped my chin and pretended to think about it. “Hmm. I’m not so sure…”
Adrian’s glare intensified and I broke out into a smile, instantly making his expression soften. “You’re going to pay for that tonight.”
I raised an eyebrow before bringing my lips to his ear. “I can’t wait.”
Allen groaned in front of us, cutting off the small exchange between Adrian and me. “I’d never thought I’d see the day where I’d want to kill my best friend just to have his girl.”
“That’ll never happen, mate.” Adrian smirked, but tightened his arm around my waist. “I’m stronger than you are; we both know that for a fact.”
“Ugh, I think I’m already too drunk to function.” Amy’s voice sounded from behind us. “Seriously? I didn’t think these events would be so boring. They looked so much cooler in the magazines and stuff.” She scoffed, before taking another gulp of her red wine.
“Amy, take it easy on the liquor, okay?” I warned with an amused expression. “Remember this event is for the business; and there’s someone coming tonight that you’d want to be sober around.”
“There is literally no one in this world that I would want to be sober for at this stupid thing,” she grumbled, before walking off.