"Kent" Davis called.

"You've seen her, she's okay uhm? Now get out of my house" Kent said, returning to his food.

"I'm not leaving if she's staying" Davis objected, before reaching for the seat beside the bed. He took a deep sigh to flare up the terrible feeling Kent felt.

"Why do you care anyway?" Kent asked, his face squeezing into a grimace.

"Because you called me last night saying some bull crap I wasn't sure I understood. So you tell me"

Kent frowned "I didn't call you last night"

Davis arched his brow " Really?"

Kent picks up his phone ,scrolling through his call log.

He called Davis.

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