Camila’s POV
Zion sighed. "I understand what you mean, but I don’t care about that at all. I already understand what I need to, and that is that you can’t ever cheat on me, and I’m happy about that.” He said.
I nodded and picked up my fork to begin to eat my food again. I really loved the food I had chosen to eat though, but I was only able to make that choice was because I was a chef myself.
Beside me, Dylan finally spoke to me, and I looked at her with my eyes squinted at her. “Hey, I need your help.” She said and I pushed my brows up.
“Do you think you could stop squirming in your seat so much? You’re giving your brother in law the opportunity to check me out. I can’t have that, now, can I?” she asked, and I frowned.
“Not after what he did to you.” She added with a wink and I sm
