MALIA’S POV

“Of course, dear. I’ll keep an eye on them. You two go… sort things out.” She gave us a knowing smile, her eyes twinkling with amusement.

Zach, unbothered by my embarrassment, grabbed my hand and started pulling me toward his room. I could barely keep up with him as he practically dragged me down the hallway, leaving Mrs Henderson behind with a wide, amused grin on her face.

“Zach, wait!” I protested, trying to slow him down. “This is crazy! We need to talk about this—”

But Zach wasn’t listening. He was too caught up in the moment, too excited by the idea of our future together. He...