32- Arguments

“You knew it, didn't you?” Spencer drones around my ears, annoying me nonstop.

When I decide he is annoying me beyond my limits for so long, I decide to turn around to face him, only to find him standing too close to me with a scrawl on his face.

“How many times do I have to tell you that I didn't have any idea about it?” I reply through gritted teeth.

He has been chewing my ears off after leaving the restaurant yesterday. It's no secret that he isn't on board with the idea of spending one week of vacation with me in France. Well, lucky for him, I'm not looking forward to it either.

“Oh really?” He scoffs, his right hand on his hip, “You mean to say you magically cleaned out my schedule for one week for no particular reason? Do I look like a joke to you?”

Damn it. How can I forget my own doings? Grammy tricked me. When she asked me to clear his schedule for a week, I should have realized she was up to something.

“Well, for your information, Grammy told me she was planning a