A feast with the Zombie
Joana pov
"Uhmm…" I drawled and nodded my head. "So tasty," I chewed on the chunk of meat in my grasp.
And Zein watched me in ecstasy not even accepting a chunk from me.
"I don't want to eat it, and I hope you don't get annoyed," he said.
"Of course, I won't get annoyed that you didn't follow me in eating crocodile meat,"
Moments after I finished eating, Zein seized a napkin and dabbed the corners of my.
"I want you to rest before we advance to the next stage," he pressed on my hands and helped to c***k my fingers.
I winced and fixed my attention on him.
"But why do I feel like I know what the next stage would be about," I said, examining the key in my hands.
"What?" he asked.
I racked my brain and tried to connect the dots. Almost
