"Freya, come down. I'm here to pick you up," Freya's eyes scanned Zavian's message on her phone.
"Coming," she quickly texted, grabbing her purse and stepping into her sandals. As she made her way to the door, her eyes set on a vase of flowers; the one Zavian had brought for her previously. An unconscious smile played on her lips, as she finally made her way out, and locked the door from outside. She turned around and almost bumped into a chest, gasping and stepping back, her back pressed against the door.
"Sorry, didn't mean to startle you," Zavian smiled, yet he stepped closer to her. Freya sucked in a breath, goosebumps rising on her skin as she realized that she was trapped between his body and the door.
"I-It's okay," Freya stuttered, "I was coming to you."
"Yeah, I know," Zavi
