Eleven

Jasmine stilled as Liam handed her the phone.

"Bethany wants to talk to you," he said.

Bethany knew she was out on a date, yet, she still called her. Whatever the emergency was, she knew it had to be serious. Liam looked at her, he knew that whatever the caller had said wasn't good. Her beautiful features were distressed and queasy under the soft light in the restaurant.

"Whatever it is, can't it wait till after my date?" Jasmine asked.

"No, please. It can't. I'm so sorry this is happening now but you have to come now, please."

"Okay," Jasmine sighed and handed the phone back to Liam.

Then she looked up at Liam with downcast luminous blue eyes and Liam knew whatever she wanted to say he wasn't going to like it.

Her hands fidgeted with the cutlery.

"I have to go now, Liam. Bethany just told me there's an emergency at home and she needs me to be there ASAP."

"Can't it wait? What is it?" Liam asked, cradling her fidgety hands in his. In his mind, he was sorely disappointed their date was