Chapter 11

"Hey babe, who was on the phone earlier?" I asked, holding his hand in mine.

Zain's expression shifted slightly with a hint of fear, but he brushed it off and arched an eyebrow. "Were you eavesdropping on my conversation?"

"Oh no, I just wanted to know who you're meeting tonight," I said, quickly defending myself.

"I have a meeting tonight. I'll be away for a day. Nothing you need to worry about," he answered, dismissing my question without actually giving me details.

"Okay, when will I see you again?" I asked in a soft voice, changing the subject.

"I'll be gone today and tomorrow, and since we have school on Monday, I'll see you next weekend," he replied, his tone turning colder.

"A whole week without seeing me?" I exclaimed. "Can you really stay away for a whole week after making love to me like that?"

"Oh, Princess, don't tell me you want to see me every day. Don't worry, I can live without you for a week. Then I'll come back and fuck you so hard you won't be able to stand up for the next few days," he said in a husky voice, grabbing my thigh roughly and giving it a squeeze.

I couldn't help but blush and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

Zain was always mysterious with his work. He would never tell me where he is and what his doing, but again, i trusted him enough to know he wouldn't do anything to hurt me.

"Zain?" I asked him as we drove.

"Hmm" he replied, looking at me.

"Am I the only girl you are with currently?' I asked him, i could feel my throat tightening with every word.

He looked at me strangely, raising his brews in questioning.

"It's just that, I have heard about you, and how you date a lot of girls", the last part came almost like a whisper.

I turned to look at him and a smile displayed on his lips.

"You are the only one princess", he said and bought my hands to his lips.

I smiled, assured with his answer, I turned my head and look out the window.

The rest of the drive went smoothly. Zain dropped me off at home and left. Since school was only a day away, I had a ton of laundry, homework, and prep work to catch up on. I was pretty far behind in my studies, so this was a perfect chance to get everything done.

While I was sitting on my bed doing homework, my phone buzzed. I glanced at it and saw a message from Ziya:

"HEY GIRLY, ARE YOU HOME?"

"Yeah, I'm home, stranger. Where are you?" I replied. A second later, my doorbell rang. I hopped off my bed and peered out my window—there was my 'shorty,' standing right at my door.

I unlocked the door with my phone. She knew where to find me, so she ran straight to my room, throwing herself at me and squeezing me tight.

"Ahah, what did I do to deserve such a hug?" I teased, hugging her back.

"Girl, I haven't seen you in ages. Where have you been? And how's Zain?" she asked, grinning and trying to tickle me.

"Oh, stop it," I said, turning red. She noticed immediately and gasped.

"You… did it?" she shrieked, grabbing my hands.

"What do you mean?" I asked, trying to act clueless.

"SHUT UP AND TELL ME EVERYTHING. How was your first time?" she demanded, plopping onto my bed, hugging a pillow, obviously waiting for every detail.

I sat next to my best friend and told her the whole story, from his birthday until this very morning—though I left out the more explicit parts. We chatted for hours before falling asleep, and the next day we spent finishing our school assignments