PERCIE
I masked my smile with a frown and crossed my arms over my chest. I wanted to show Hailey that even if she came back to our apartment didn't mean anything to me.
“What are you doing here, Hailey? Aren’t you supposed to be with your parents?” My voice was firmed.
“Dad drove me here. He said I should apologize for what I did during dinner,” she answered quietly, not meeting my gaze.
“Then where is it?”
Her gaze snapped to me with furrowed brows. "Where is the what?”?
I did a low growl. “The apology Hailey.” Deep inside, I was grinning. We were still in the hallway, and I was patiently waiting to hear it from her.
“Um. I’m sorry.” Her voice came out a whisper.
“Not sincere enough,” I deadpanned.
Pink blossomed on her cheeks while she twisted her finger. “I said, I’m sorry, okay. I was just embarrassed.”
“Then why did you hang up on me? I wasn’t done talking.”
She froze. Her eyes widened. Now she realized what she did.