ISLA was combing her hair in front of her vanity mirror when she heard a knock on the door.
She put down her comb and walked towards the door. She gasped in surprise when she saw Zero.
“Hi,” he greeted and gave a peck on her lips, making her eyes widen.
“I thought—”
“Surprise,” he let out and smiled at her.
She frowned and bit her lower lip.
Then suddenly, Zero brings out the flowers that he hides on his back. “For the lovely mother-to-be of my kids and my future wife,” he asserted.
Isla doesn’t know what to feel at this moment. Zero never failed to surprise her.
Before a tear could fall from her eyes, she smiled to push it back and reached for the bouquet of tulips—her favorite.
“Thank you,” she said and tiptoed, brushing her lips into his.
Zero smiled and offered his arm. “Shall we?”
Isla hit him in the shoulder slightly before snaking her arm into it. They then went downstairs.
Isla’s mom is on a trip again and doesn’t know when she will come back, and she doesn’t need to tell Apollo that she will have a date with Zero. Date? She shook her head.
“Anyway, Becca will arrive this afternoon. Did she tell you about it?” she asked.
Zero opened the door in the passenger seat. He looked at her and nodded. “Yes, do you want to come and pick her up at the airport?”
She smiled and nodded. After that, she gets inside.
Zero gently guided her, and he even put on her seatbelt before closing the door. He turned to the other side and sat in the driver’s seat.
“Did she tell you what time?” Zero asked as he started the car engine and turned the steering wheel to the left.
“She’ll gonna call me when she’s already in the airport,” she replied.
Zero nodded.
“Uhm, Becca wants to stay at the house, but Apollo doesn’t want to,” she said and glanced in front.
Zero let out a soft chuckle. “Of course, he doesn’t want to feel deeply. Your brother is a coward too when it comes to love.”
Isla sighed. “I want them to be together. Uhm, can’t you do anything to let Apollo pick Becca up at the airport?” she asked.
“Playing cupid, baby?” he teased and smiled.
Isla rolled her eyes. “Whatever. I just want them to be true to their feelings. And Becca is not that young for him. Apollo is just a jerk.”
“Don’t worry, baby. I will try my best to convince Apollo and find a way,” Zero replied.
And after a few seconds, silence filled in. Zero raised the volume of the stereo to give out a vibe.
Isla looked past through the window.
Zero clenched his jaw while he glanced at the rearview mirror. He saw a black car that was following them. He can’t radio his colleagues this time since he’s with Isla.
Damn, why do they need to show up today? He thought.
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