"If she is going to be my wife, I might be laying more than a finger on her." Eric reminded Prisca, making her look at him in surprise at first, and then she giggled when she caught the message.
"Okay. Fine. I'll move out once the deal is finalized." Prisca promised.
"She says you can't leave the building entirely, so I agreed you can move to the Boys quarter. At least we all get our privacy that way, I hope you don't mind?" Eric asked in a more friendly tone now.
"Seeing how you asked so nicely, I don't. If you don't mind, I'd like to have your contact number." Prisca said extending her phone to him.
Eric looked at her as though he was contemplating something before typing in his number.
Back To The Present.
"So here it is." Kimberly said as she returned to join him on the table with the documents.
Eric looked up when Kimberly dropped a document on the empty space beside him on the table, bringing him back to the present.
