“God! He is so possessive..” Zahir chuckled, watching his brother running behind Emma who is all set to climb on the pillion of a motorcycle with some random Ethan.
“Look, who is talking?” Zada said, rolling her eyes and Zahir made a face at that.
“I don’t have a love interest to get possessive about, little Zada.” Zahir said, ruffling her hair, earning a glare in return.
“You are possessive in all your relationships, Zahir. Momma, me, Zian or anybody. I shudder imagining Emily’s condition in the future..” Zada said teasingly and Zahir glared at her.
“Emily? What does Emily have got to do with this?” Emil, who was silent until now, asked in confusion.
Zada bit her tongue and cursed herself for blurting out her thoughts, without noticing Emily’s beloved brother sitting next to them.
“Uh Emily..” Zada chuckled nervously.