2pm My House Novels & Stories

How can I be mad at this? Our show today wouldn't start until 7 PM, but our call time was at 3 PM. We had to do some last minute rehearsals and get make up done and whatnot. I didn't really mind though, I'd take any excuse to be able to spend an extra hour with Blondie. By 2 PM, I was all ready to go. Ma had already left for her job and I was all alone at the house, as usual. I was making my way out the door and towards my bike when I noticed something was off.

What woman wouldn't like him, right? I sighed and turned to the big house. I also looked at the time on my wrist watch and saw that it was two p.m. We already ate our lunch earlier. "Thanks for your time, guys. I'm going back inside to prepare snacks," I said to them to say goodbye. They just nodded at me and said goodbye, so I walked inside Roswell's house. I don't know if Agatha is awake, so I have to check on her in the room first.

As I started the engine and reversed away from the scene, I checked the dashboard clock. 8:55 PM. “Twenty-four days, twenty-three hours,” I whispered. I floored the accelerator, taking her home.

His first message to his son who just went to college wasn't about how he was settling in but about some stupid business date. The next message: Don't be late, Clare Diner, 2pm. My blood went cold. “Ohh shit 2pm” I voiced out loud in my head as the clock on my bedside glared at me, 1:48pm.

Not my business. Hours later, Lawrence and Clara leave for the day, and I'm alone in the quiet house minus security outside, obviously. It's 6 p.m., and I'm meeting Ana around 8, so I decide to use the sauna room in the gym area. The steam works like a facial, and I could use some extra glow before going out.

Chapter 19 Hannah P.O.V Dinner Date After I park my car to the garage, I went straight inside. It's already 6:30 o'clock in the afternoon. Binuksan ko ang pinto at bumungad sa akin ang amoy ng bahay ni Cassius. So refreshing. I went inside at rinig na rinig ko ang malutong na tunog ng sandal ko. Ba't parang ako lang ang nandito sa bahay?

“Dinner at my place, you should be here before 7pm,” Says the text I got a few hours ago from Christian, Antonio is packed in front of Christians’ mansion, we arrived twenty minutes ago, I am bracing myself for what is to come, there is a normal routine whenever I come over;

I told him and pushed the car door open. I just waved my hand at him before I finally went inside our house. Since it was just 2 in the afternoon, my parents werent there yet. They're usually home by 7 or 8. The earliest is at 6, if they don't have business meetings. "Felice, you're home early," our house help head said. I just smiled at her and nodded. "Free cut," I said. "Good timing, your cousin is here." My forehead creased.

"Come home." I looked at the foundation office. At the Philadelphia morning outside. At the work waiting. At the desk. At the ammonite on the corner. I picked up the ammonite. "Thirty minutes," I said. "Twenty," she said. I almost smiled. "Twenty," I said. --- I was at the apartment at eight forty two. Amara buzzed me up. She was in the living room when I came in. Not the kitchen. The living room. The sofa.

Kayden teases, laughing. I slap his shoulder, fighting the fits of laughter about to tear through my empty stomach. "I am hungry, Mr Street food. Let me down." He fakes a frown and lets me down. The moment my legs touch the floor, I wobble a bit, feeling the blood rushing down to my toes. I glance over at the clock. It is 7pm already. "I really hope you have something to eat in this house. I really can't afford to go home hungry."