One Wild Night

"Can you believe that he unfollowed me?" Miley asked Amy in disbelief as she glanced through her list of Instagram followers for the second time trying to confirm what she already knew.

"Who?" Amy asked as she put down her laptop and moved closer to Miley so that she could see who or what Miley was talking about.

"Who else? Lucas, of course. He followed me and then he unfollowed me," Miley complained with a pout, and Amy raised a brow.

"So? Why does that bother you? He left. He said he is not interested in being friends with you and you showed him the door. So it shouldn't matter whether or not he's following you unless of course you are still half expecting him to knock on the door," Amy said with a knowing smile.

"He's mean. I can't believe he really left just like that and did not come back," Miley said with a sad sigh.

"We don't have the time to worry about Dr. Hottie right now. Let's focus on finding you a husband," Amy said, trying to help Miley focus on the task at hand.

"Maybe I should call him?" Miley asked, and Amy looked at her skeptically.

"No. Don't. Let him be," Amy said as she picked up her laptop and brought it to Miley so she would look at the 'Husband For Hire' ad displayed on the screen, "What do you think?"

"I think I should call him. At least to find out if he's okay," Miley said as she pushed the laptop away from her.

"Are you sure you're interested in getting a husband? Or is Lucas the man you have in mind? You've been poring over his pictures all day, and have given little or no attention to all I've been trying to put in place for our husband hunt," Amy said, and Miley's brows pulled together.

"It's difficult to focus on anything when you're worried about someone," Miley pointed out

"He already advised you to worry about yourself, and I think you should do that. He can take care of himself so stop worrying your head about him," Amy said with disapproval.

"It's not like I like to just sit here spending what precious little time I have left worrying about a stranger I met barely seventy-two hours ago, but I can't help being worried about him," Miley said as she looked at Amy with puppy eyes, and Amy sighed.

"Fine. Call him and let's move on," Amy said, jerking her head towards Miley's phone.

"How about your help me get his phone number so I can call him?" Miley asked with an embarrassed smile, and Amy raised a brow.

"What? You didn't have his number this whole time and you were talking about giving him a call?" Amy asked in disbelief.

Miley shrugged, "I was too busy enjoying his company so it didn't occur to me to take his number. You said you would do anything for me, right? I want to find out how he's doing and if he got home safely. Just to be sure he's not sitting alone in a bar drinking himself to stupor. Please?" She asked, batting her lashes at Amy.

"How am I supposed to get his number?" Amy asked, not the least bit pleased about this.

"His twin sister is your boss, remember? You can tell her your dying friend wants her cute brother's number," Miley suggested, and Amy eyer her in annoyance.

"Can you stop throwing that word around? It's bad enough to know that you're ill, I don't need to be reminded that of it all the time," Amy hissed at her.

"Fine. I'm sorry. Just get me his number, please?"

"Fine. Let me see what I can do," Amy said as she picked up her phone and dialed Lucy's line and placed the call on speaker.

Lucy who was hurrying downs the tairs to join Tom and Jamal at the dining, paused midstairs when her phone started to ring, and she received the call when she saw that it was from Amy.

"Hey! How are you doing? I was going to call you tomorrow," Lucy greeted as she slowly walked down the stairs.

Amy cleared her throat, as she looked at Miley, "I'm sorry to call you by this time. I hope I'm not interrupting anything?" Amy asked politely.

"Not at all. Is everything okay? How is your friend doing? Have you seen her yet?" Lucy asked, and Miley smiled when she heard the concern in Lucy's voice.

Seeing Amy's reluctance to speak, Miley snatched the phone from her, "Hello, Lucy! This is Miley, Amy's ill friend," Miley said before Amy could stop her.

"Oh! Hello!" Lucy greeted uncertainly, confused as to why she was speaking with Amy's best friend.

"First of all I want to thank you for letting Amy leave to spend time with me. That was so kind of you, and it means so much to me," Miley said, and Lucy smiled sadly. She sounded like a really nice person.

"It's the least I could do. I'm sorry about your health," Lucy said apologetically.

"Thank you. I was wondering if I could get Lucas' phone number from you?" Miley asked, and Lucy's brows creased as she stopped at the foot of the stairs.

"Lucas?"

"Yes. Your twin brother," Miley affirmed.

"You know Lucas? Is he your doctor?" Lucy asked, trying to understand the connection.

"Not exactly. Perhaps he would have been if he didn't resign from his job. I'd really like to speak with him. Or you can send my phone number to him and ask him to give me a call that it's important," Miley said, and Lucy raised a brow.

She seemed to know a lot about him. How close was she to Lucas? Probably not close enough since she didn't have his number, but from the way she sounded Lucy could tell that her interest wasn't solely concerning doctor to patient relationship, else Amy wouldn't be so silent.

"He is on his way to Ludus right now, so I can't reach him until morning. I will deliver your message to him when I speak with him," Lucy said, and Miley's brows pulled together.

"Ludus?" Miley said thoughtfully, and Amy shook her head as she took the phone from her.

"I'm sorry for the inconvenience, Director Perry. She doesn't mean any harm. She is friends with your brother and they kind of parted on not-too-good terms earlier, and she is worried about him..."

"You're blabbing, Amy," Miley cut in with a shake of her head.

"Don't worry about it. I will send her message across to Lucas. I will text you Lucas' number when I've informed him about it," Lucy assured Amy before hanging up.

"Now that we have gotten that out of the way, I'm going to send out the ad now, so that people can start applying, and we can start interviewing prospective candidates," Amy said, and raised a brow when Miley rose up from the couch.

"Why aren't you saying anything? And where are you going?" Amy asked curiously.

"Don't send out the ad yet. I want to meet with Lucas one more time so I can make up my mind," Miley said with a determined look in her eyes.

"Make up your mind on what?"

"On whether or not I want Lucas. I'm not comfortable with the idea of meeting random strangers, and I don't think meeting him was a coincidence..."

"Miley! He's not even interested in being friends with you, yet you want to ask him to marry you?" Amy asked as though she had lost her mind.

"We should at least try. If he turns me down, we will find another way. Let's book the next available flight to Ludus while we get our stuff ready," Miley said as she headed for the bedroom.

"But I only just got here from Ludus last night. I haven't even unpacked my bag yet you want me to move again," Amy complained as she followed her.

"It's a good thing you haven't unpacked your bags yet. If Lucas turns us down, we can just stay back in Ludus and find us a husband," Miley said as she walked over to her closet and started taking out some clothes.

Away from there, after having dinner with Jamal, Tom and Lucy stayed back in the Den to watch a show on Nickelodeon with him while he sat down between them with his head resting on Lucy's body.

Even though their eyes were fixed on the television, their minds were far from there as they both thought about Aaron and tried to figure out if both Saras were the same people. Who Sara could be and what she wanted from Aaron.

After some time, Tom sighed, and turned to Lucy, "Do you have any plans for the weekend?"

"Have I told you I called Priscilla about accepting their offer today? I'll be going to sign the contract with them on Saturday," Lucy informed Tom, and he raised a brow.

"How long would that take?" Tom asked, and Lucy shrugged.

"I can't tell. We might need to talk about my work schedule and all of that. Why?" Lucy asked curiously.

"I already have plans for you this weekend," Tom said, an Lucy raised a brow.

"What sort of plans?"

"Well, for one I realized that we've never gone on a date so I was going to take you out for dinner," Tom said, and Lucy's brows pulled together as she thought about it.

"I went on one with you as the CEO," she reminded him.

"That wasn't a date."

"We went to the club together the other night," she pointed out with a grin, and Tom chuckled at the memory.

"That wasn't a date either. What I mean is that we haven't been out together on an official date as a couple," Tom said, and Lucy nodded.

"True. But since it's a dinner date your plan isn't affected. My meeting with them is by noon."

"I was going to take you to the spa and salon for a makeover and then we go out together for dinner," Tom said, and Jamal whose eyes had been fixed on the TV looked from one adult to the other when he heard dinner.

"We just had dinner," he reminded them, and Lucy smiled as she patted his hair softly.

"Yes, we just had dinner, but we are not talking about tonight," Lucy corrected.

"Can I come too?" Jamal asked, and Tom shook his head.

"Nope. You can't. I will take you out with me during the day when Lucy is busy, but at night I want Lucy to myself," Tom said, and Jamal turned to him.

"Why?"

"Because she is my girlfriend," Tom said reasonably.

"So I can have her to myself too if she is my girlfriend?" Jamal asked, and Lucy laughed out loud while Tom eyed him.

"Why would you want to have her to yourself?"

"Because I like her," Jamal said, and this time Tom scowled at him.

"She can't be your girlfriend because she is mine already. And if you keep this up I'm going to..." The rest of Tom's threat trailed off when his phone started ringing and he glared at Jamal before reaching for the phone which was on the table.

"This discussion is not over yet," Tom promised when he saw that it was a Skype call from Jade.

"It's Jade. I'll be in the study," Tom told Lucy before walking away to receive the call, leaving Lucy and Jamal who were both laughing.

"Tommy, I haven't added Bryan yet, I wanted to first ask you for a favor," Jade pleaded immediately Tom received the call, and he raised a brow.

"You're asking for a lot of favors lately. What is it this time?" Tom asked as he went to sit behind his desk.

"I was speaking with Candace about how she ended up at the orphanage and there is something suspicious about the story," Jade said, and went on to tell Tom what Candace had told her.

"Do you think you could look into it, or should I ask Harry for help?" Jade asked, and Tom shook his head.

"No, don't bother Harry. He has enough on his mind already . Find out the name of the orphanage home and I'll look into it myself," Tom assured her.

"Thanks. I knew I could count on you. I'll call Bryan now," Jade said before dialing Bryan's line to add him to the call.