45. Alexa

Ciara dropped the phone with a small smile on her face. She had been angry at him, but that phone call was enough to lift her mood. She stripped to her undies and walked into the ensuite. She had a date to prepare for!

Jack walked through the quiet corridor of the hospital, the heel of his shoe clicking violently with the floor with every step he took. He was still in his office wears as he had come from work. His hands were tucked into his pocket, the sleeves if his shirt rolled to the elbow. He had a tired sexy look. He stopped in front of vip room 09, the room his father was occupying and watched him through the transparent part of the door. His father was seated on a chair, dressed in the hospital wear. He was reading through a magazine which the television in the room was left on.

Harry pushed the door open and stepped in, drawing his father's attention to himself. “Good evening sir.” he greeted fhe old man, walking up to him.

“My son! You're here” his father replied, patting his