"No, wait." Blake held Marissa's hand when she already got off of the bed.
Marissa looked down at his phone that was ringing on his hand, "Your phone. He must be waiting…"
Blake didn't let his hand go and he kept on staring at her. Marissa was trying hard to remove the grip from her wrist but it seemed a little too tight. Her heart beat faster than earlier when Blake's stare became sharp. It was like he was ready to eat her, not in a good way though.
"Blake…" She said, sounding a little pleading.
"Sit, we need to talk." He pulled her and made her sit on the bed. The phone in his hand kept on shouting to be picked up. He finally answered it after making sure Marissa wouldn't move and Tony should know that he was not that pleased from the tone of his voice, "What is it?"
"I found her." Tony sounded hurried. Perhaps because he called so many times before Blake picked up, there was a slight annoyance in his voice.
"Who?" Blake asked indifferently.
