Vincent's POV
The second we hung up, I placed my phone on my desk with a wide smile on my face. I was so happy that Rachel had called me.
Hearing her voice on the phone when she is being nice made me feel all kinds of flowery feelings. I loved the pace we were at, it was calm and it was just in a better horizon.
I turned back to my laptop and tried to focus on the acquisition review sitting open on my screen. It didn't hold.
My phone rang.
My mother's name lit up the screen. I looked at it, then at the ceiling, then picked up reluctantly. She has been hounding me about going to see that lady she wants to set me up with.
The truth is that you can never say no to my mother, she would keep bothering you till you feel like checking in to the asylum. Once she sets her sights on somethin
