Alex was settling in their room when he got a call from Sophie. Hello, handsome she said in a voice that sounded too sultry. Don't start that with me, he said sternly. Sophie's idea of a romantic phone call is trouble. And he was in no mood to entertain her generous ideologies.
You threw me under the bus, she yelled at him. I was sure you said Amy would be taking you to the airport. Why on earth will you allow that bullheaded brother of yours to have liberties to pick on me? Sorry about that, you know how he is. This will be the first time I will be gone for a long time. That gave him reasons to lecture me on how to court a lady.
I heard you found a chic you wanted in on. Knowing you, you probably told her I like you and decided to forget about going after her. Well, he hesitated. It's pretty much the same for me. I am not ready to go into my inability to procure a sexy juice box to squeeze the honey out of a daily. You break my heart, Lex. Honey is the sweetest and most natural thing.
I am not talking sex and honey with you. Your message sounded urgent. What's going on? Is my book ready.? Alex flexed his hand to avoid a strain. Facetiming is better. I need to show you something.
He showed her the layout of the room. The designs look like they were cut off 3D gaming system. What stunned him was that the design looked like one of his early works. I sent you a copy of those designs, right?
Yes, you did. The layout looks the same, but there are a few differences. It is called an alternate Soph. The client that gave me the job asked for certain features. The backstory was interesting, so I agreed.
My client wanted a game of heroes in the roman empire about a king whose subjects raised a revolution against. Since I don't know a thing about what Cal does, I was tasked to design the residents. The rooms are built on brick blocks and bamboo shoots. The beds are made of stones and beds made of pure cotton to keep warm.
Each bedroom has a compartment at the lower region for weapons and the most amazing part of it is that they are all ecological. I meant they leave in an old era with mad technologies. All the residents have a twin bed of the same size with varied manpower, the bed carries different weapons and with each weapon comes a weakness.
Wow, you designed something as cool as that, Sabella strolled in. She saw the irritation first, then the impatience. I don't have the mood for your harpy attitude he said when he saw her expression, Soph has given me enough to add yours to it.
Hello Soph, Sabella snatched the phone from him. I am the sexy juice box he has no time for. Sophia gave out a chuckle making him wince. I like you already. I am Sophia his editor. Sabella, the juice box.
Are you Sabella Mac? Sabella felt weary at the question. From the look of things, Sophia is close to Alex, since Alex knew her full name she should too. That blockhead wouldn't tell me your name Sophia pouted. Relaxed, yes it's Sabella Mac.
Sophia screamed on the phone. OMG! The Sabella Mac. I am a huge fan of yours. You single-handedly brought Requiem to the top and your blogs are so amazing I live on them. Alex stopped in his track, you know about her blog.
Who doesn't? Sophia asked. Oh, I remember you are socially inept. I am not socially inept I just don't find it interesting enough to engage in it. A total waste of time he murmured under his breath.
See, a total blockhead Sophia jeered at Sabella. I must say this, girls to girls he won't say sorry easily for calling you a juice box. She raised her eyebrow. Sorry about that, he said in a way that made her smile.
Did I just hear right, Alex said sorry without cutting his ear off. I am calling Amy. They bonded well Alex noted. The two most important women in his life and a woman who is now becoming the centre of his life for reasons he wouldn't want to delve into.
He took his time to survey the room. The more he saw the more familiar the layout of the room gets. He saw a trapdoor underneath the stone bed. When he opened it he found his favourite drinks and snacks inside it.
Strange, he hasn't filed for food yet, how did this get here? And the bed that was chosen for him was what he would have chosen for himself. Seeing that Bella has made herself comfortable he strode out.