Jason sighed as he shut the door quietly as he exited Jessie's room. Why were people just born to be pests? That's all Patricia seemed to do, every freaking time.
He answered the phone and placed it on his ear not saying a word. He couldn't trust himself not to lash out.
"Jason? Hello?" She called from the speaker.
"Are you going to tell me the purpose of this call?" He said with a snappy annoyed tone.
Patricia brows furrowed and she pursed her lips in ire. "That isn't any way to talk to your future wife." She huffed.
His eyes darkened and he tone lowered, like a predator. "Future wife? Who?"
"Who else? You do realise we are engaged to be married right?" She huffed.
Jason fought the urge to roll his eyes, an action beneath him. Instead he took the phone and placed it on his other ear. "What do you want." He asked.
