Emma sat at her desk, laptop open, textbooks spread around her, when her phone buzzed.
She picked it up and saw Zayn name.
**Hey. I have a surprise for you. Pack a bag. We are going to Miami. Flight leaves at 4. No arguments. Trust me.**
Emma blinked at the screen.
Read it again.
Miami?
Today?
In—she checked the time—three hours?
She smiled despite her confusion. What was Zayn up to now?
She typed back: **I have assignments to do. I can not go.**
The reply came immediately.
**Do not make excuses. You are coming with me. And your assignments can wait. 😉**
Emma laughed out loud.
She typed: **Zayn, I really have assignments. And I have exams in a week. I can not just leave.**
Zayn: **You can do your assignments in Miami. And exam prep too. I know you are sharp and genius. You can handle a week vacation and still ace everything. Stop overthinking. Start packing.**
Emma stared at her phone.
He was serious.
