Marcus’s POV
I was busy lifting the barbel here in the mini gym we have inside our house when my phone suddenly rings. Some son of b***h or a b***h herself was calling. Damn!
I safely landed the barbel I am lifting and slide out of it to take my phone I left on top of the bench where I also left my tumble containing water.
Oh! It was Caiden. So what was for now? In his last call he asked us for a favor to stay quiet on the real scores between and Yssa for both their good he said, but I know he was just trying to have a little more time to be with her before he got married.
And if I am not mistaken… the wedding will be two months from now. They should have had start organizing their wedding, so why the hell was cap calling me early in the morning.
“What’s up, cap?” I greet
