It had been more than a week since the incident at the function and Shaira had more or less forgotten about it.
It hadn’t affected her relationship with Zavier so there was no need to remember it.
If anything Zavier had become even more clingy, always wanting to know where she was and what she was doing.
It didn’t matter if she had told him beforehand that she was going to see her mom and he was in the middle of an important meeting.
She found it cute.
Shaira had just woken up, surprised to not find Zavier wrapped around her like he always was when she woke up in the morning.
The sight of her all alone in one of Zavier’s shirts on the wide expanse of the bed, silk sheets all around was familiar.
It was funny she was saying that, considering that she had met him just a mere three wee
