CHAPTER 47 Slow Sunday

*Sloane*

I waited for Wye to answer my question, but he just stood in front of me, undressing me with his eyes. I coughed loudly to grab his attention.

It worked. He turned beet red... as if he was caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

"Uhm, I-l was hoping to ask you out to have-" He abruptly stopped, interrupted by the sound of his phone ringing. He took out his phone and looked at the scree