[ Anna ]
"One mint and chocolate chip ice cream pack. One carton Blueberry milk shake 6pcs. Two Ahoy chocolate Chips. One Lemon Pickle. One Lays salsa flavour. One nutella-"
I flush. Who'd told this recipient to read out all the items in my cart aloud? Couldn't he just bill like normal people do?
With reddened cheeks, I look up at Zach who was watching me and all the billed items with an amused expression.
When he catches me looking at him, I immediately look away even though I knew it was too late. The question had already come: "Is there anything healthy in your cart?"
"It's America." I reply casually, "No one cares about healthy as much as you." I didn't even know if he liked healthy or junk. This was such a wild assumption but probably true looking at how toned his body was.
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