Another tool

TRINITY'S POV

"What's going on, Samira?" I demanded, fixing a glare on my face when I noticed she was intentionally stalling. "You know I don't like waiting." It was something she was very much aware of but as usual, her stubbornness wouldn't allow her to adhere to the not so simple rules that surrounded our agreement.

"Alright, fine," She finally said in resignation. "I'll tell you about the magnificent discovery I have made." Once again, I felt the cockiness in her tone but I decided to not say anything concerning it. The last thing I wanted was to rile her up before the information I clearly needed had gotten across to me.

Resisting the intense urge to yell at her to hurry up, I got out of bed instead and made my way to the kitchen. Pregnancy cravings were something else and at the moment, all I wanted to do was to pop bread filled with peanut butter into my mouth.

As I prepared my makeshift sandwich, I noticed Samira was taking her time with the disclosure and as displeasi