Seventy-Eight

ZORA'S POV

I transferred the phone from one ear to other, and rummaged in my bag to confirm if I had forgotten anything of importance. I hadn't.

"Look, Elliot," I said into the phone. "I really want to talk and all, but at this time, I can't. I am sort of busy at the moment- in fact, very busy. So, I will have to drop the call now and maybe talk to you later."

"Oh no. You don't. Don't end the call."

"But-"

"You are busy. I know. I heard you the first time. But you are the boss of yourself and your brand, aren't you? I am pretty sure that you can postpone whatever it is you want to do or whatever function you are about to attend."

"Oh. Really? And why would I do that?"

"Because I want to talk to you for a while longer and I know you want the same thing."

I chuckled. "You are impossible and a tad bossy, Elliot. Has anyone ever told you that?"

"You might have... once or twice."

I flicked my wrist to glance at my wrist watch. "This is 1o'clock in the afternoon, on a working day no less. H