Eighty Two

NICHOLAS' POV

After Tommy had left, I headed to the restaurant with a smile on my face, our days on the island was coming to an end and I wanted to make it memorable.

I demanded to see the manager and booked the restaurant for the evening, yes, I booked the restaurant. I want the restaurant to be of Coco and I alone including the staff.

I could have let Tommy do the booking, I could have spoken to the manager through the phone but I wanted to do it in person.

I took in a deep breath.

A lot has happened, a lot has happened here and looking back to those days I smiled at the memories, starting from the first day I had seen her in the room trying to break my box and the other time I had caught her again sneaking around my room.

I had hated her at first glance, I might have loved her body but I hated what she was especially when I found out she was a journalist who was more of a spy than a journalist. I guess fate has a way in playing tricks at us.

And I want to relief those memorie