ISLA

Zero dropped us off at school before he went to his work.

“See you,” I said and gave a peck on his lips, making Becca complain.

“Geez, people,” Becca exclaimed as she got off the car.

I shook my head and smiled after. Zero met my gaze and leaned forward as he gave me one more peck on the lips. “Bye, baby. Study well. No boys,” he uttered and winked at me.

I smiled. “Of course, Sir. Uhm, check on Nana before you start working, okay?” I glanced at my wristwatch, “I have class at eight-thirty,” I said.

“No problem, baby. See you. Text me, and I’ll pick you...