Valeria POV
Some seconds later, Zane returned, carrying a small, white plastic bag.
“Valeria!” he motioned to me. “Come here!”
There were people at the counter, waiting in line for their order. I glared at him.
“I’m busy!” I said through gritted teeth.
“Do you want me to come carry you or will you come willingly?” he asked, arching a brow at me as a playful smile played on his lips.
A blush crept up my neck as I swallowed hard. Why was he openly flirting with me?
“I said I cannot!” I repeated, pointing at the line of customers in front of me.
He nodded and came towards the counter and in one single swoop, he grabbed me and lifted me off the ground like I weighed nothing. Some of the customers hooted and clapped but I wasn’t impressed.
Finally, he set me down on an empty chair, the
