I glared at Nolan Harrington in both anger and embarrassment.
Oscar Sterling's voice continued from the phone, his tone full of surprise:
"Wow, Nolan! What are you up to right now, got a woman beside you? Tell me, is it the one you video-called today?"
After Three years apart, and since I'd only let out a single sound,
Oscar Sterling didn't recognize me right away—after all, too many women had surrounded him over the years.
Nolan Harrington clearly had no intention of replying to Oscar.
His eyes remained fixed on me, filled with hidden emotion.
I shot him a furious glare and wriggled out of his arms, crawling toward the other side of the bed.
But before I could get far, he grabbed my ankle and pulled me back.
Oscar Sterling kept talking:
"Come on, bro! You've got to show us who she is. I can't believe you finally found someone—Mr. Ice-Block finally blooming! Now that you're taken, I guess I can't introduce you to girls anymore, huh?