Chapter 163
~ Clinton ~
"I'll call you back, Ayanna," Annie said quickly before ending the call. Her eyes narrowed the moment she looked at me.
"Hey, Annie-bell, I—"
"What are you doing here?" she cut in, her frown deepening.
"Isn't that a weird question to ask?" I replied, trying to keep my tone light. "This is still my home."
"True, it's your home. If you want to be here, then stay. I'm leaving right now." She turned on her heel, ready to walk away.
I reached out and gently caught her wrist. "Hey, come on."
She jerked her hand free, spinning back to face me. "What do you want, Clinton?"
"Clinton?" I tilted my head slightly, a small smile tugging at my lips. "That's new. You hardly ever call me Clinton."
"Stop beating around the bush and tell me what the fuck you want," she snapped, arms crossed tightly over her chest.
I took a breath, meeting her gaze steadily. "I came here to apologize."
