If I have to (bwwm)

Chapter 20

I know by the nickname Mory that the unknown caller is James.  He is the only person that calls me that. If my nickname wasn't enough conformation then his distinct husky voice is.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hello Mory, get dressed."

"James? "

"Yes Morgan?" he replied.

"How did you get my number? "

"You gave it to me. Don't you remember?" 

"I...I did? " I asked him because I'm honestly not even sure.

"Wow, you are really gullible. Ali gave me your number, not you." He said chuckling a little.

"I am not gullible. Just a little forgetful sometimes.  So what did I do to earn a call from the great James Gallo." I said very sarcastically.

"Well, I just finished a business meeting that went on longer than expected.  So I figured since I'm hungry and you're hungry that we both have dinner."

"What if I'm not hungry? Unlike you I already had dinner."

"You're a terrible liar, you know.
Besides what are you doing that's more important than dinner."

"I'm icing your brother's cakes. "

Immediately James starts laughing.  Okay, maybe I should have worded that better.

"Very mature Mr. Gallo.
What I meant to say was that I'm baking. Yup, I'm too busy baking to go out with you."

"So you're at home baking."

"Oh no, I'm at Kali kakes."

"Kali kakes?  Ali didn't tell me you were a dancer?" James said laughing a little.

"It's the bakery I work at. Get your mind out of the gutter. "

"So you're there now ?" he asked.

"Yeah ....um, why?  Where are you? " I asked him.

"Around," he said ending our phone call.  Talk about rude. How do you just call someone out of the blue like that?  I'm going to kill Ali. Why did she give him my damn phone number, andWhat the hell did he mean by "around." I'm too busy and the last thing I need is a distraction.

I decided to brush off the conversation I just had and continued my work.  "One more to go." I chanted.   I become so in focused on the work that I almost don't here the front door opening.  Almost

Calm down Morgan maybe it's just Kali. Maybe she forgot something important, Or it could be Ali. Yeah, it might just be Ali. 
But it dawns on me that it's most likely neither of them.

I grab my knife and try to find somewhere to hide. Just in case. The last thing I was gonna do is call out for someone. Nope, this will not turn into some cheesy horror film.

The footsteps are getting closer and I'm panicking. So what does a panicking somewhat tall and slightly curvaceous girl do? She clears out the cabinet under the sink making quite a ruckus might I add. Only to try to squeeze into the tight space.

This was not my best idea, to say the least.  When the footsteps stop they become replaced with another sound. Laughter.

"Mory, what hell are you doing? " James asked in between laughs.

"James? " Before he can answer I stumbled out of the cabinet that I was barely in. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE," I scream. " I nearly killed you," I said placing the knife on the counter.

James holds a straight face for about three seconds before bursting into laughter again. 
"You're always yelling at me you need to relax. "

"James that's not funny I could have hurt you," I said clearly unamused with his laughter.

"From the cabinet?"He asked.

"Yes from the damn cabinet. Now tell why are you here and how you got in."

"Well for starters  you left the door unlocked."  He sassed.  "Also I told you we were going to have dinner. "

"Yeah well, I told you I  ate alre- grumbles.   Before I can finish the lie my body tells the truth.

"Sounds like your hungry. "

"Look James I'm really behind on schedule.  I just found out that I have to make your brother birthday cakes and I almost finished so maybe another ti-

"Keith hates cake." he interrupted

"What? I'm sorry come again? "

"Keith doesn't eat cake. We only get one for his birthday dinner and That cake usually goes untouched. "

"No, Keith told Ali he wants three cakes. One over the top one. One modeled after a Rolex. Another modeled after a brief case full of damn money." I said showing him two of the finished cakes.

James doesn't say a word. He pulls out his phone and calls someone then puts it on speaker phone. 

"Hello?"

"Keith quick question what kind of cake do you want this weekend?"James asked.

"Bro you know I hate cake. Besides mom already has all that covered. Why would you ask me that?" Keith said.

"Just asking," James said ending the call.

Now I'm pissed. It makes sense that Ali would forget about the unnecessary cakes.  She never needed them. God Ali has really been annoying lately. Who just gives away their friend's phone number.  Also who in the hell wants such ridiculous cakes.
I wish I could say I'm shocked by this but this isn't the first time something like this has happened.

"So what now?" James asked.

"Well, I'm gonna pack up in here. Keith is getting two cakes that he won't even eat. And you are gonna take me to dinner because I am starving. "