Chapter 15 What The Fuck, Zayn?

Kabir’s P.O.V.

“So, I finally dropped you off on time, even when you got a little naughty.” She remarked, halting her bike as we arrived in front of my hotel.

“As if you were a saint there,” I replied, getting down from her bike and standing in front of her.

She laughed, getting off the bike as well, and we stood there in front of my hotel.

I grinned, though a twinge of sadness crept in with the reality sinking in.

I thought, ‘So, it’s the end?’

I had just experienced the best thirty minutes of my life. It was incredible.

But now was it time to bid farewell?

I couldn’t help but gaze at her, pondering if this was our final meeting.

“So... when are we gonna meet again?” She asked, and before I could reply, she cut me off. “There’s always a price to pay when I meet you. You know, losses.” She stated with her arms crossed, and I couldn’t ignore the subtle lift of her chest. And to top it off, her tank top revealed my bite mark as it shifted slightly.

“Like what you see?” she teased, snapp