6

"Where the hell is Regan? I swear I'm going to kill him once I get my hands on him," Aurora grunted angrily. Both she and Layla sat on one of the benches at the airport, supposedly waiting for Regan, who was meant to come pick them up.

"Why didn't you bring your car?" Layla asked. It would have been better that way, at least to save them some trouble.

"I would have done that if not for a certain someone who insisted on coming to pick you up," she said sarcastically as Layla chuckled.

"Maybe he's busy; I know it can never be his intention to keep me waiting."

"Busy with what? Who in the world keeps women waiting?" she scoffed, picking up her phone to call her brother once again.

"No need, let's just wait a little longer," Layla said, putting Aurora's phone aside.

"I can't believe you told him already that I was coming."

"I was so happy, Layla when I got your text. You need to see the way I ran to the airport like a mad woman," Aurora said as they both laughed.

"Thanks, Aurora."

"You're