Chapter 9

　　“Thank you for the offer, Phoenix, but I’ll go with Amy,” Samantha protests.

　　“Oh, no, Sam. You go with Phoenix. I’ll drive home directly,” Amy says, and I can see the shock looked on Samantha’s face.

　　“You have no choice but to come with me, Samantha,” I chuckle.

　　“I really hate you right now. Why are you doing this?” she asks Amy in a whisper, but I can still hear her.

　　“I want you to get laid. Now, don’t argue with me because it won’t change my mind.”

　　I smile when I see a flush creeps across her cheeks.

　　“I’m not getting laid. Are you crazy? I will never come with you again, and I make sure to drive next time,” she hisses against Amy.

　　“I can hear both of you, you know.”

　　“It’s intentional for you to hear.” She glares at me.

　　I laugh. “Really? So, you’re not sleeping with me, huh?” I arch my brow. “Ever?”

　　Her ears turn red, and she punches me on my arm.

　　“You’ll break your bone, baby. Don’t do that again.”