Is this destiny?

In the hotel room, Aiden and Sarah are engaged in fulfilling each other's carnal desires when a phone started ringing.

"Your phone...", Sarah panted.

Aiden grabbed his phone and threw it across the room with a flick of his wrist. The ringing sound was coming from further away, and it was easier to ignore.

Sarah inhaled sharply and her gaze moved to the direction of the phone. "What if it's something important?"

"Baby, even if the world is ending, I'm not picking up now." Aiden pulled the bed sheet over his head, covering them up completely, before diving back down toward Sarah.

...

Back at the White family residence, Jeff's temper is rising. 'Why is Aiden not picking up? Even if he is in the shower... how long can that last?' He called five times already, and every time it rang until it reached voicemail. He called Sarah, but her phone went to voicemail immediately.

Jeff had a thought that maybe two of them are 'busy', and looked at the time, it was almost ten in the morning. He told himself that this is not the time of day when people are intimate... so they must be taking a shower... or something like that.

Jeff called the WV Steakhouse. "Do you have a reservation for two at one o'clock on name White?.... Yes... Can you change that to a reservation for four?... Thank you."

After hanging up, he texted Aiden and Sarah. "Lunch at one o'clock at WV Steakhouse. If you show up, I will owe you a big one."

Jeff can't escape lunch with Isabella but having Aiden and Sarah join will make it more bearable... now he only hopes that two of them will see his message in time and agree to join.

Jeff started pacing around his room again. He didn't like the idea of spending time with Isabella. He would rather spend his time figuring out how to get closer to JoAnna. He cursed himself and his previous indifference. Jeff wondered, if he told his parents that he does not want to have anything to do with this arranged marriage thing, would they force it on him, or would he be free to pursue JoAnna.

...

It was around noon when Aiden got out of the shower and observed Sarah pulling a light sweater over her head.

Sarah was standing in front of a large mirror, fully dressed and ready for the day. Next task is to figure out where are they going to go for lunch. Sarah saw in the mirror that Aiden is behind her, and she turned around. She held her breath as her eyes traveled from his messy ink black hair which still dripped water, and followed water drops over his face, to his neck and shoulders, toned chest, firm abdomen showing defined 8-pack muscles... he only had a white hotel towel wrapped loosely, low… very low, around his waist. Her eyes locked on that towel, and she wished for it to fall down...

Aiden saw that Sarah is in a daze, and stepped closer, equipped with his good looks and a devilish smile that he knows always disarms her.

Sarah got startled and leaped backwards. "Put some clothes on..." she pleaded, not daring to look him in the eyes, but unable to look away from his body.

Aiden took another step toward her, and she denied herself to give in to her desires, by rushing to the other side of the room. "We need to have lunch. Get ready." Her voice was weak.

Sarah sat in the chair, lifted her legs, and hugged her knees. Sarah's chin rested on her knees while her gaze didn't leave Aiden, her Greek god, perfection.

"OK... lunch, where do you want to go?" His voice startled her. Only then she realized that he is fully clothed already. 'How long was I in a daze, exactly?' She could not believe how this man makes her brain short-circuit.

"Let me find something." Sarah stumbled off the chair and went to take her phone. It was turned off. Of course... she turned it off last night when they came back from the birthday party… so that they are not disturbed. She smiled.

Her phone beeped with multiple notifications when it powered on. Emails... texts... missed calls. 'Missed call from Jeff? Why would he call me?'

Checking through the messages, she saw that Jeff sent a message: 'Lunch at one o'clock at WV Steakhouse. If you show up, I will owe you a big one.'

"What kind of place is WV Steakhouse?", Sarah asked.

Aiden thought for a second before responding. "Steakhouse... good food... they can prepare it table side, so you get to watch a show which usually involves setting food on fire. Do you want to go there?"

"Jeff wants to go there... maybe that is why your phone was ringing so much." She turned around to see where his phone landed and found it under the chair where she previously sat.

Seeing number of calls and texts from Jeff, Aiden called him and after that summarized to Sarah. "Mom arranged for Jeff to have lunch with Isabella today. He wants us to join them. What do you think?"

Sarah shrugged. "No objections. We need to eat, and I don't mind Isabella. Having Jeff owe me, is a bonus." She finished with a grin.

"Owes US...", Aiden corrected her before sending text to Jeff that they will be there. He checked the time. "If we are going to be there on time, we should leave now."

...

When Aiden and Sarah arrived, Jeff was already there. Relief showed on Jeff's face when he saw them approaching the table. They were seated in a half circle booth which was well lit with spotlights from the ceiling.

"You don't look so good." Aiden told Jeff when he saw his grim expression.

"Mom used Jeff-Jeff on me..." Jeff complained like a child which is sulking.

Aiden nodded in understanding showing compassion to his brother.

"What is Jeff-Jeff?" Sarah realized there is some story behind that.