"He's handsome,"
"So you said moments ago." Zoe shrugged it off. She knew what her mother was up to and she would let her fill her mind with ideas. Ideas that would not happen.
"You're single, right?"
"Mom." Zoe lied, plopping down on her mattress and lifting the phone to her face.
"Since his family is well off, that means he's rich as well."
"Mom!" Zoe was more firm this time.
"You're not getting any older."
"And I'm not hoping to alleviate my status by marrying some dude just because he's rich."
"I saw the both of you stare at each other."
"God." Zoe turned, burying her face into the pillow. She knew it! She shouldn't have agreed to that ridiculous of showing her around the house in the first place.
"And his sister is your best friend already. That means you wouldn't have an evil sister-in-law standing in the way of your happiness."
