21

Kian’s POV

“What? You don’t like coffee?”

“No, it’s just not my taste,” she scrunched her nose.

“I should’ve asked you before ordering,” Raven rubbed a finger on his forefinger.

“It’s okay I can eat cheese balls,” she said as her hand approached the aluminium container.

“I don’t know how the hell this meeting is going to end in an hour. When you two are talking like it’s some kind of kitty party,”I was actually talking to Raven and looking at him. Her hand stopped at the lid and she drew back.

“Thank you, Kian for reminding me,” A sarcastic smile rested on his face.

“As you told me Irene, you have a break. And also Kian had a meeting in Italy.”

She nodded slowly, her lower lip captured between his teeth.

“So, I was thinking. If we’ll do another public appearance there,” he informed her.

“In Italy?” she asked politely.

“Uhh-yeah. Have you been abroad before?”

“No, but I have a passport. If that’s what you are asking. It was required at the time of my admission. But I think it’ll