Fiesty

Saturdays were easily my favorite because most of the time, they were my free days. I get to do my own thing without the fear of being questioned or queried. And today being one, I'd really hoped that I'll be spending it quietly in my house probably sleeping but apparently some other person had a special plan for me. So, here I was, standing in front of a tennis court courtesy of Adrian who by the ways was smiling like he had won a lottery.

"Hey Kiara, could you hold these for me?" He held out a tennis rack and bag with a crooked smile.

I so wish I could wipe that smile off his face. It was annoying after he had practically forced me into coming in the name of work.

"Come on," he urged with a lopsided smile. "I know you want to kill me but look on the brighter side, Richard is going to be there."

Yeah, this was another reason I'd agreed to come. I hadn't seen Richard in a long while because of our ever busy schedule.

I let out a sigh and took the bag with the tennis rack from him.

"Go