He pricked up his ears, listening carefully.

“Seven, ate, nine!" she added, giggling.

Frustrated, Sheffield tried to make up excuses.

"It was Joshua who wanted your number," he said listlessly.

Evelyn laid bare his lie.

"Joshua already has my phone number. How do you think I know you were waiting here?"

“Fine, don't give it to me. At Least, let's have lunch together. If you don't want to eat out, I'll cook for you," Sheffield offered.

She wanted to continue refusing him, but seeing the pleading look in his eyes, she finally gave in.

"Okay."

He was about to kiss her when she added, “Invite Joshua."

“Why? He's probably on duty now," he said in a displeased tone.

“He is my boyfriend. If I go to your house alone, he might feel uncomfortable. Besides, it's noon now. He should be off duty," Evelyn insisted.

To be with her, Sheffield reluctantly called Joshua.

Before calling his friend, Sheffield stretched out his right hand in front of her. There was a packaged plum in his palm.

He opened it for her and put it into her mouth regardless of her objection.

"I bought it specially for you, so you have to eat it. If you spit it out, I will not invite Joshua, and I'll drive you to my place right away and have sex with you!"

Evelyn rolled her eyes.

“How childish you are!"

The call connected in no time. Both of them could hear Joshua's voice in the quiet car.

"Dude, why do you keep calling me all the time? Are you in love with me? Leave me alone. I'm taking my girl to lunch.”

Sheffield turned to Evelyn.

"Did you hear that? Your boyfriend is such a dick. He's going on a date with another girl."

Evelyn didn't respond.

“Who is with you, Sheffield?" asked Joshua.

"Your girlfriend. I'm going to cook Lunch for her. Do you want to come?