Although Amira had expressed the desire to return to New York the following day when they were having breakfast, Xavier convinced her to stay for the duration they had intended originally.
“I want to explore the city where you grew up, princesa,” he told her softly, a smile stretching his lips.
“Xavier,” she said on a sigh.
“What? Can’t I want to know you more?” He teased, his eyes gleaming with mischief. “Is that not allowed as well or something?”
She giggled, unable to keep herself from rolling her eyes in the process at his silliness. “Fine,” she conceded. “I will be your guide then.”
“You backstabbing sister,” Karima’s voice reached them soon enough, startling them both. “How could you not wake me up for breakfast?”
“You were sleeping so soundly though,” Amira told her in r
