Don't Tell Me No!

Even though Zayn had said they were going to talk over breakfast, Susan made it impossible for him to get around to what he wanted to say.

“Does that mean you were the one he called over to help me change out of my clothes on the night that I was…”

“Yeah.” Susan’s smiles were so warm. “On the night he got you drunk.”

“Su!”

“Don’t worry. I gave him a good scolding that night and ensured he stayed back with you to ensure you didn’t get sick during the night. Next time, he would understand the importance of eating a healthy meal before drinking anything that contains alcohol.”

Rina felt really bad immediately. She’d had no clue that Susan was the one who made Zayn stay the night and had gotten all jumpy when she woke up, even going as far as asking him to go sleep on the couch in the living room without covers. That was mean of her.

“Ms. Susan…”

“What nonsense,” she waved her hands in the air dismissively. “Call me Susan. Any friends of Zayn can call me that. And I would have to add that