Chapter 15: Gala

Layla's POV

Quinton and I got back from our daily routinely jog in the mornings, and I was always faster than him. He always came back panting like a little dog whilst I was breathing normally.

“How do you do that?”, he struggled to catch his breath before he gulped down a bottle of water. “Make working out look so effortless?”

“It just comes naturally I guess”, I stretched my arms

“Well sweets, you're really good”, he chuckled whilst breathing heavily. We continued talking and laughing as we chilled in the lounge.

“Quinton, could you excuse us for a minute?”, Damon emerged out of nowhere, and he was holding his phone. He was dressed in his normal office attire which meant he was going to work that day. He had recently started working from home these past few days.... I don't even know why.

“Yeah sure. I'm going to take a shower”, Quinton ascended up the stairs.

“So what's up?”, I asked Damon as he sat beside me

“I need you to be ready by 7:30pm tonight”, he said sternly, and I furrow