"Pleaseeee."

Chapter 25.

Not this shit again.

"I can do and say whatever I want. Now, what can I do for you?"

A few moments passed, and I heard nothing so I was about to end the call when he spoke up.

"Shit, sorry I forgot. I'll call you later and tell you what I wanted to say."

I sighed and walked to my office. As soon as I got into my newly decorated office and sat down on my plush chair, I laid my head on my desk and closed my eyes. I was beyond tired and I needed to rest my eyes. I hated how no matter what time I went to sleep, I'd always wake up with a headache, and the longer I slept, the more exhausted I'd be. It always confused me why that happened but I never thought it was serious enough to get it checked out and I still didn't think it was serious enough for that.

The wooden desk vibrated, so I searched around with my hand aimlessly while my head was still on the desk hoping to come into contact with my phone. When the tips of my fingers touched my shaking phone, I grabbed my phone and put it to my ear.

"Hello?"

"Hey! So sorry about earlier. I still don't remember what I had to say but would you consider going to a party with me tonight? I just want to have fun before Bailey gives birth and who else should I have fun with than my bestest friend in the world?"

"Erm, your brother? Seen as he's a man and I have work tomorrow I don't think I can make it Noah." I put my phone on speaker and lifted my head off the desk as I opened my laptop and logged on.

"Kehlani come on. Pleaseeee." He dragged please out like it would influence me. Obviously, it didn't but I could use some fun because all I had been doing lately was just sleeping.

"Fine Noah. But you're responsible for me." A sly smile slowly crept up my face as I imagined the fun I'd be having tonight.

"Okay. Meet me at Kookys in the VIP area at around 9 okay?" He sounded excited and I could imagine him bouncing up and down like a hyper child.

"Bye Noah. See you tonight."

I didn't wait for his reply and I hung up the phone and did my work without stopping for lunch. I tried to do extra work because maybe tomorrow I'd probably pretend to be sick so I wouldn't come in. The thing is though, I basically would be sick. I'm pretty sure being hungover is some kind of sickness so I wouldn't be lying. I'd just be twisting the truth which is perfectly fine.

Plus, I'm 100% certain that no one would come knocking on my door to make sure I was actually ill.