Zendy tapped her hand to his and shook his head. He only smiled at her. They chatted more and their drinks came, and she sipped on her tea gracefully. It was until she got her phone call. Her father is calling. She answered it.
"Dad?"
"It's already time, go back to your room," Zach demanded.
"Are you spying me?" She asked and looked around.
"No. Just go back to your room."
She hung up and looked at him.
"I need to go."
"I'll escort you." He said and she nodded, and they walked to the other street until they reached the hotel.
In the foyer, where there are the biggest diamond chandelier and red carpet, beautiful love seats on every corner.
"Okay, this is the stop. I will go now."
"I'll escort you until to your room just to make sure." He said. Zendy scoffed.
"You are just saying that because you wanted to know my room number." She said as she raised her brows.
