Jayden's POV
Zia recovered quickly. She dropped her hands, which were hanging in the air, and followed behind me before turning towards her chair. "It's only right that I have a cute pet name for my fiancée," she said once she was seated, a small, somewhat embarrassed smile on her face.
She was faking it. Trying to act cute in front of me.
And fiancé? The agreement was yet to be made known publicly. If I had known what my parents were up to, I would have been surprised.
And... She had been calling me names like this for the past three years... Ever since I saved her that day.
"Zia..." I warned.
"Okay, I'll stop." She immediately said before I could say anything else. "But it's no difference, we're going to get married soon." She muttered the latter part, but I heard it anyway.
