Micheal's POV

With my heart racing berserk, I dialed the number. After a few rings, the call was answered- a deep chuckle that portrayed mockery filled the speaker

I gritted my teeth without a word. "I was expecting your call to be honest. I know you won't ignore me" he said

I hated how confident he sounded- and I hated even more that I had to succumb to his words; I hated how he knew my soft spot.

"What do you want?" I asked- trying to sound calm though anger was still audible in my voice

"Let's talk," he said

"Location," I demanded, and he told me. "8 pm" I...