George furrowed his brows. This was starting to bother him. How bad was this Nora? First it was Ian worrying about him and now, the way Stella said her 'good luck'..... Was there something that he didn't know besides the fact that she was bisexual?
The latter did not entertain his worries and quickly dialed for Ian. He answered on the second ring.
"Nephew", she said through gritted teeth.
"Yes, Aunt Nora", he answered, feigning innocence.
"How did Mom find out about my guest?" She said with a squeeze of her hand around her phone. George left to continue cooking and let her deal with him.
"Ah... That? It must have been Stacy. I should have known when she suddenly asked what's new with you", he said with a click of his tongue.
"Ian."
"I know, I didn't expect this of her. I have to get ready for work. Bye."
"IAN!!!"
