AVERY’s POV.
A gentle knock resonates on my door and I turn my attention away from the magazine I am reading. Turns out Zayn made the list for Forbes real time billionaires consecutively for five years. I can’t help but wonder how rich that man actually is because what the actual f**k!
My door opens up and he walks in, still dressed in his suit pants and crisp white shirt, his tie in his hand.
“Hey” my face break into a small smile, “I didn’t hear you come in”
“Good evening to you too, little woman” he returns my smile as he comes to sit on the bed beside me, “how did your day go?”
“So so” I shrug, “nothing serious”
“Yeah?”
“Hmm” I nod, “but I got your message though, are you done now?”
“Yes baby, you have me all to yourself for the weekend”
I giggle softly and my heart swells wit
