Sophie Delaney was just minding her own business seeing in the new year from the peacefulness of her own home. Until one wrong number call changed that.
Daniel Whitaker is furious. Beyond furious. How dare his girlfriend cheat on him, and with his...
"Hey, can you pick Jasmine up from the airport tomorrow?"
"Well, hello, Sophie. My day was fine, thank you. How was yours?"
"It would be a lot better if you answered my question."
"Give me the time and place and I'll pick her up, no worries."
"Eight o'clock tomorrow evening from Biggin Hill airport."
"Eight... evening... Biggin... Hill... Ok, I've got that written down."
"I also e-mailed Evelyn so she can remind you tomorrow."
"I hate how you and Evelyn conspire behind my back. Nowhere is safe any more."
"Deal with it."
"I suppose I'll have to."
"My day was good, by the way. I know you only sarcastically asked, but it wasn't half bad."
"I bet I'm the highlight, aren't I?"
"Definitely."
"So, what are you wearing?"
"You have an unhealthy obsession with what I'm wearing nowadays."
"Well? What are you wearing?"
"Hold on."
"Why?"
"Just... hold on. -Jasmine, come over here. And... you, whatever your name is, you get here too.-"
"What is going on?"
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"Sophie?"
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"Ok, I'm back."
"What are you doing?"
"Just wait a second.Patience, man!"
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"You look good. Where are you?"
"We're out scouting some locations for an urban shoot."
"You know your shirt is see-through, don't you?"
"Only a little."
"I can see the colour of your bra, Sophie."
"You sound disappointed and disapproving."
"I'm not disappointed."
"But you're disapproving?"
"No, I'm just not thrilled that other men can see through your top, too."
"This is New York City, Daniel. Everyone's too busy getting from A to B and looking at their cell phones to even notice that I'm here, let alone noticing the colour of my bra through my shirt."
"Doubtful."
"Oh, stop being so jealous."
<<We're here, boss.>>
"-Oh, right. Ok, head in and I'll follow you up in a minute.-"
"Go."
"What?"
"You've got work to do, I've got files to read."
"You're the best, you know that?"
"Oh, I'm aware!"
"Egotistical prick."
"I think I preferred it when you called me the best."
"You should have been more humble about it."
"Nah, it's ok. So, pick Jasmine up at eight pm tomorrow from Biggin Hill?"
"Please."
"Ok. Do you want a progress report? When I leave London, when I get to Biggin Hill, when I have Jasmine in the boot of my car with her mouth duck taped?"
"Duck taped?"
"It'll shut her up. By the way, where is she staying?"
"Um, at the Delaney in Kensington. Why, did you want to host her?"
"God no! I was just wondering where my brother would be spending most of his weekend, that's all."
"Hm, maybe you should host her."
"No. I'm pretty sure she can look after herself. She'll be fine."
"If you're sure. Um, just give me a text or call when you drop Jasmine off at the hotel. She'll give you a run down of your itinerary for the weekend."
"Itinerary?"
"Good luck, baboon."
"Gee, thanks, 'gator."
"You're welcome."
"Love you, bye."
"Love you, bye."
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A/N
This weekend's update will be dedicated to Daniel and Jasmine. This is going to be interesting!
