I'm All Yours | B.E

Chapter Six

Billie's eyes traveled across the hotel room to which they somehow always ended up going back to.

Despite the fact that they had more living spaces than that.

Her back was pressed against the headboard while she held the bed covers in front of her bare chest.

Andrew's snores were going off in the background of her deep thought process that she was having.

She didn't really have anything planned for the day other than going shopping and spending unthinkable amounts of money.

Slowly she tried to move out of the bed, trying to not wake him up to which she failed.

"Where are you going?" he groggily spoke.

His head wasn't even turned her way.

"To wash up and get dressed," she rejoined.

Finally he turned her way and sat up, pulling her closer to him, "Maybe we should stay in bed for now?"

He made the next move of kissing her neck to try and convince her to obey his needs.

She let out a sigh, trying to push him away, "Andrew... not now."

He pulled away with a disappointing look before getting a hold of his phone to check his mail.

She peeked at the screen to check the time.

They had slept for way too damn long.

She was usually ready for the day and doing something by nine in the morning.

Now it was eleven and they were still in bed.

"Shouldn't you be at work by now?" her eyebrows furrowed.

"No because we have plans today. I'm going to my office tomorrow at seven. Won't be home tomorrow night," Andrew spoke in monotone, not picking his eyes up from his phone screen.

"We? I planned on going to the mall today," she looked at him in confusion.

"My mom invited us both and Matthew with his wife to dinner today at seven. I asked Steven to go get her some kind of present. Like flowers or jewelry. I don't know what you women like."

Steven as in one of his personal drivers.

She felt herself starting to get pissed at how inconsiderate he was being once again, "When did she invite us?"

"Four days ago or something."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" she started to raise her voice.

"It's not like you have a choice."

"Andrew... you know Loraine doesn't like me."

"She just has strong opinions. Don't argue with me."

A heavy sigh left her lips as she let herself drift back into her week old thoughts.

And a certain someone had those same thoughts.

"We can go have lunch at the local mall's cafe. The one where I shattered my phone," Prince suggested while watching Denzel sign away some documents.

"Why at the mall though?" he chuckled.

Instead of saying anything, Prince reached inside his pocket and pulled out a completely destroyed phone, "I need to go shopping."

"It hasn't even been a month since you bought it. What the fuck did you do?"

He put one of his hands up in defense while using his other hand stuffing the phone back in his pocket, "Was at a club yesterday, dropped it on the dance floor and someone stepped on it."