Don't dare me!
Zein pov
"Samantha, what the hell are you doing here?" I swallowed the harsh words that were threatening to come out of my mouth.
Dragging in sharp breath.
Samantha posed confidently for a moment before letting out a small chuckle, swirling her hair with her hands, her fingers clinging to the tips.
Then her left hand stuck to her waist. "After leaving the party unannounced, someone needed to check on you," she waved her hands in the air. "Thanks to God, you're okay," she grinned widely.
"Thank you," I muttered. "Can you take your car out of the way?" I gestured towards her car, and she looked at it and chuckled.
"Perhaps, we could leave it there, and we could drive out in your car to the top-class restaurant that I had reserved for our private dinner,"
