KNIGHT

“Shit.” I caught my breath, and she chuckled at the interruption.

We pulled apart when the vibration continued. I still wanted to make out with Nirvana, but the call seemed important. I shifted in my seat uncomfortably with the bulge on my groin.

“Aren’t you going to answer that? Could be important.”

“This better be.” I fished out my phone from my pocket and checked the caller ID. “Shit.”

I answered quickly. “Hey. Glad you call.”

“Is this a bad time? Where are you?”

“It’s fine. I’m at home with Nirvana.” I turned to her and mouthed who I was talking to on the other line.

“I need to...