Issues

14

"You're wearing a suit." I say.

"And?" Lorenzo questions me,

"I'm sorry, do you not find it odd that you're wearing a suit and tie to a breakfast cafe?" I say.

"I don't see the problem doll." Lorenzo says.

Doll.

Wow.

"You look like my sugar daddy." I say as I take a bite of my pancakes.

Lorenzo smirks and moves his head a little.

"Who else did you call?" Lorenzo asks.

"Huh?" I question.

"When you snuck out for the night. I'm sure I wasn't the first person that came to your mind." Lorenzo says.

He grabs his shake and takes a few sips. "It was Sam. She was the first one." I mutter. "She didn't answer." I say, adding on. "I was thinking about calling her brother but we got into a little argument before so I didn't want to call him. Then you came to mind." I say.

"Ouch, I was third." Lorenzo says as he dramatically puts his right hand on his heart. I end up laughing a little.

"Don't you have a sister?" Lorenzo asks me, I nod my head. "Why didn't you call her?" He questions.

"Oh um. Let's say her husband hates me." I add a nervous laugh.

"But what does that have to do with your sister? And calling her, not him." Lorenzo says.

"I didn't want the odd tension." I mutter. "He use to treat me like a younger sister. I was the sister he always wanted, and he was the big brother I always wanted." I mumble to him.

"Since I went to rosewood boarding school, let's say we had a difference. And since he now has a kid he doesn't want my 'badness' to rub on him." I say.

I grab my milkshake a take a sip. "Um, so remember when Fia so-called 'ran away.' And we found her at your house." I say.

"Yes, Amora I remember." Lorenzo says.

"Remember when she said I could be her new aunt, she was talking about another woman." I say.

"Hmm." He hums.

"Who is the woman? If you don't mind." I mutter.

"Hailey." He mumbles.

"Oh. Makes sense, but yet. Why did you get so defensive?" I say.

"I wasn't." He mutters.

"Oh, you were." I say.

"Hmm, sure whatever you wanna think." He playfully rolls his eyes.

"Do you have your License?" Lorenzo asks me as he finishes up his food.

"Um." I say a little embarrassed. "No." I go on.

"You have a permit, right?" He asks.

"Yeah, I do." I say.