SASHA’S POV
It was not a surprise anymore that Zion wanted to leave and not finish the dance and the event itself—what was surprising was that all along I thought that he would be bringing me home, but it turned out that he had other plans. The moment he asked me if I was hungry, I knew that he needed someone to be with him, so I agreed. Not simply because I know he needs someone to accompany him, I also wanted to come.
When he said “eat” I assumed we would be going to a fast-food restaurant. I doubt that there would be any other restaurants open at this hour, or if there are I am not sure anymore. But neither of the two was the right answer. The right answer is Zion is taking me to his place so he could cook the food himself.
“You can say your objections now and I’ll take you
