ADRIAN stepped out of the bathroom, a crisp white towel secured around his waist. The cool air of the suite brushed against his damp skin as he walked across the room, the soft carpet cushioning each step. The city lights spilled in through the tall windows, reflecting off the polished surfaces and giving the suite a warm, golden glow.
His gaze fell on the vanity. The phone lying there, screen lit up, immediately caught his attention. He had kept it on silent since arriving, preferring peace after the chaos of the day, but now it vibrated insistently, demanding acknowledgment.
He walked over and picked it up, squinting at the screen. Jakes.
“Hey man,” Adrian said, pressing the phone to his ear.
“Adrian! Finally,” Jakes’s voice boomed through the receiver, warm and teasing. “I was wonde
