He should probably be worried at his best friend's uncanny ability to always know where he was, knowing Nik, he probably put a chip in his neck during one of the many times they had gotten drunk together.
“Duty calls huh?” Shaira said without accusation.
“Yeah.” Zavier pushed a hand through his hair, looking pleased at the idea.
“I guess I’ll get that tour later.” She smiled at him.
Zavier had dismissed the butler so it was just the both of them in one of the living rooms
“When will I see you again?” Zavier asked, stepping forward to pull her into his arms.
“Whenever, just give me a call.” She said, meaning her words.
Zavier took her jaw in his hand and tilted her chin upwards for a soft and gentle kiss. “I’ll make sure to do that, say hi to your mom for me.”
“Will do.” Shaira grin
