Chapter 46. My Shimma?

Shimma’s POV

“Mind joining me for dinner tonight?”

“Uhh, dinner? O-okay,” I stuttered, struggling to believe my ears.

“Alright,” he replied, closing his laptop. He picked up his phone, keys, and jacket before approaching me. “Let’s go then,” he added, following closely behind.

Although his words weren’t particularly warm, I hoped that being a little closer to him might ease the tension I felt.

As we drove, I kept scrolling through my phone, seeking a distraction. The thought of having a smooth conversation with him was daunting; it was something I wasn’t used to, and I didn’t want to feel awkward.

His silence left me both confused and oddly relieved.

We pulled up to a grand gate, lights flickering on and off around the e