(CLOE'S POV)
"How are you Cloe," Ziggy asked me, and for god's sake, he was standing right in front of me with just a towel covering his… ugh. Was he teasing me?
I looked away as I moved back a little before I answered, still trying not to look at me. "I'm fine, and I'm already studying law for two years now while I'm working in a senator's office as his assistant."
"Wow, you almost got what you had been planning. I'm so proud of you," Ziggy smiled. This time I glanced at him. He made my hammering heart skip more with those words.
"You two, I heard you are already managing a hotel, and you are earning a lot. In fact, you already got this. The house you promised to your mom, you finally made it. I'm also so proud of you." This time I was not anymore glancing at him. I was staring into his eyes when I said those words.
"I wish I can be proud of myself that way too," Ziggy muttered.
