You And Me Against The World | ✅

Chapter 20

I'm running around like a lunatic through my apartment looking for my keys. Tobias sits at the island sipping his coffee watching me amused.

"What's so funny?" I ask angry.

"Right now? You," he says with a chuckle.

"Stop grinning and help me find my keys. I'm going to be late," I shout from the living area where I'm currently looking over the couch and coffee table for my keys.

"Uhm, honey," he says smiling even though I'm not looking at him. "If you would look at me you would see what you've been looking for," he says. I look up and he swirls my keys on his index finger around.

"Ugh, Tobias, why didn't you tell me?" I ask angry.

"I told you a dozen times to put your keys in the bowl we've got right next to the entrance door. It was your idea after all to avoid situations like this one," he explains.

"Stop lecturing me and give me my keys. I'm not in a good mood today," I say trying to get my keys, but he holds his arm up so that I can't reach.

"Nah-ah. If you want them, you need to give me something in return," he says playful.

"Like what?" I ask, although I know full well what he wants.

"How about a kiss, right here," he says pointing at his full lips.

"How about my foot in your ass?" I bark. He looks at me with a raised eyebrow and I sigh. "I'm sorry," I stand on my tip-toes and kiss him gently.

"Here," he gives me back my keys. He kisses my cheek and hands me my travel mug with coffee.

"I can't jump the train with this," I say, not understanding why he would hand me the hot beverage.

"I'll drive you, honey. You won't make it in time to the Hub if you take the train," he says.

"Are you sure?"

"I don't have anything urgent to do this morning," he answers while locking the door behind us.

"Tobias, you know what I meant."

"Yeah, I do. I'm just dropping you off. I'm not gonna get out of the car."

"Alright."

We walk hand in hand to the garage and get into the car. We barely drive out of the compound when I turn to look at him.

"I'm sorry for snapping at you. It's not your fault I misplaced my keys. I should have put them in the bowl last night," I say apologetically.

"Don't worry. Besides you were distracted last night," he says grinning.

"Still, it's not fair to you. I hate these meetings. Even if the council listens to me and I can see in their eyes they approve what I'm saying, the moment Marcus stands up he gives some archaic speech and they are all on his side again," I say throwing my hands up exasperatedly.

"Calm down, honey. Don't let him upset you. I'm sure you will find a way to convince them that you only have the city's best interest at heart."

"I hope so. For the past two months I've felt like talking to walls and fighting wind mills."

"Maybe you should approach the problem differently," he suggests.

"How?"

"Well you said Jack is a member of the council and he is the representative of Candor. What is his opinion? Would he support you?"

"I guess so. I would have to talk to him and present him my plan without being interrupted by some retort from your father. I think he hates me," I say looking out the window.