Juliette

seven

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William was convinced that Juliette was going to throw him out the diner soon.

She was staring at his phone murderously, trying to set it on fire with her ice-cold blue eyes and incinerate it into small 'William's phone pieces' so that it could not put itself back together.

"You do know you could just throw it against the wall or something, right?" William asked her, his lips quirked up in amusement, his dimples making the highlight of her night once again. "I won't hold it against you if you did."

"Or you could just answer it," Juliette said, through gritted teeth.

William laughed, and then quickly quieted down when Juliette glared at him. "He's not really someone I want to talk to right now. Unlike Dexter, Jase is actually... pretty wild."

Juliette scrunched her features, frowning. "Who the fuck is Jase? And what kind of name is Dexter? He sounds like that cartoon I hated when I was a kid."

William nodded at his phone, trying to contain his laughter. "Jase is the asshat making so much noise. Dexter is probably the only reason he's calling at three minute intervals."

Juliette snatched up his phone when it rang for the sixth time and pressed 'Answer'. "What the fuck, do you want?"

"William!? Who the bloody fuck is this, and why do you have William's phone!?" Movement that sounded like someone grappling the phone away from Jase's grasps echoed in Juliette's ears. "He's got a fucking bimbo with him, the bastard! Where the fuck is he!?"

"I don't know, man. He didn't tell me where he was going. Now, if you could just stop ringing him, maybe Alexandra will stop asking us where he is."

Juliette pulled the phone away from her ear and then held it at arm's length, the voices of Jase and Dexter still sounding loudly in the silent diner. "Your friend needs some lesson on etiquette. He called me a bimbo."

William bit down on his lip hard, his grin growing bigger and his attempts at trying to prevent himself from laughing quickly weakening. "Well, you did curse him before anything else."

Juliette glared at him. "He was a nuisance and a pain in the ass," she argued. "I had every right to."

"William!? I swear to God, if I ever get my hands on you again, I will beat the shit out of—"

"Turn your phone off or leave it inside your car," Juliette instructed, placing his dead phone back on the table with her eyes narrowed. "Otherwise, I'm going to chuck it in Clayton's stew and stuff it inside your mouth."

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