The strange flowers

VALENCIA'S POV

I looked into Dylan's anxious eyes and couldn't help but smile and shake my head.

"Of course not. I am just messing with you," I said, and I heard him sigh in relief.

"I am sorry about all of that," he whispered after some time. I was about to tell him it was fine when I heard his phone ringing, and I understood.

"This reminds me, where is your phone? Your man has been calling me nonstop after every fifteen minutes. I received three calls during the meeting itself," Dylan said, and I chuckled at him.

"My phone is in my room," I said before taking a deep breath and taking the phone from his hand.

Dylan looked at me expectantly, and I tilted my head, glaring at him and making him sigh before he shook his head and left me alone with his ringing phone.

Licking my bottom lip, feeling like a teenager in love, I answered the call and placed it over my ears.