FLORENCE'S POINT OF VIEW
"Look over there," Zyair told me.
I look ahead of us and squinted my eyes on the end of the boardwalk. My heart starts to hammer in my chest when I saw a table set not far from us. Even from where I'm standing, I can already vouch that it's beautiful.
"You're probably hungry right now so let's eat first. I don't want to drop my cheesy lines while your stomach is rumbling in hunger," Zyair blurted out of the blue.
I chuckled and once again, I put my hands on his. I smiled heartily when he pulled one of the chair for me and made me sit on it.
"You're treating me as if I'm a disabled person," I joked.
He shook his head. "Nah. This is how a king treats his queen."
I laughed. "We're crownless royals, then."
He simply smiled and sat on the chair across me. For few moments, we just sat there, eyes entangled with each other as if a magnetic force is in between us.
"Should I prepare for a kiss now?"
My cheeks turned red. "Shut up."