Chapter forty-eight

Charlie's POV 

God, I've had enough serious conversation the last couple of weeks to last a freaking life time. 

Sneaking off to the side of the yard I pulled my phone out.

Dualing David's number and preparing myself for a blunt short conversation. I knew he still didn't want to talk to me about anything besides Killian but I had to try.

"Yes?"

I furrowed my brow at the way he answer his phone.

Alright, asshole.

"Uh David? Hey, it's Charlie. I was wondering if you had a minute to talk?"

"I know it's you," he said.

 

"Oh, well. I--" I was already bothered by the way he decided to start this conversation off.

"What is it Charlie? Is Killian okay?"

"Uh, no. Yeah, he's fine. Everything's fine." I said. 

"Then why are you calling? I'm about to go into a meeting with a new investor."

So he didn't give a shit if I was calling him unless it had something to