Amy's POV
"Amy, hurry up if you don't want to be late," Cam shouted from the living room.
"I'm coming. I'm coming. I can't find my phone!" I yelled back in panic.
I checked every possible surface in the bedroom, but that damned device was nowhere in sight. I threw every pillow on the floor again for the ninth time, but still no result.
"Are you talking about this shiny golden thing?"
I turned around and saw Cam standing in the doorframe with a playful smirk as he played with my phone. I ran to him and snatched it quickly, checking on Johnathan's flight update.
"Baby, he's still on the plane. They are landing in less than two hours, so we had better hurry up if you don't want him to wait forever."
He grazed my cheek and pecked my lips before heading to the exit. I sighed as I saw
