Fell For My Surrogate

35. what are you doing to me? ♥️

Nafeesah POV.

I stepped into chi thai revolution restaurant and was greeted by a hostess. Stubborn  me was watching a Korean movie and wanted to try rice cakes (tteokbokki). Bugged Mr. Rude for three hours and here we are.

" Good evening lady and gentlemen man" she greeted dragging each word in a sultry manner, her eyes fixated on Mr Rude.

Right then I knew she was up to no good.

" would you like the table with the view?" She asked again, hoping she could at least get a reaction from him but still got none.

" yes " I answered dryly and she led us to the table.

It was indeed beautiful and I liked it. Though the hostess was getting on my nerves.

" you are welcome  to our restaurant. We will do our very best to satisfy your palates while making sure you're having a nice time" she said with a smile slightly leaning towards him.

" well thank you. My husband and I are looking forward to that" I answered her, making emphasis on the word 'husband'.

"Oh" she said dejectedly as I adjusted my sitting so she'd see my baby well and I looked straight into her eyes with a death glare.

" well a waiter will be with you shortly. If you need me, I'll be by the entrance." She voiced sweetly and left.

Not before sending me a look full of resentment and I didn't miss the way she was sashaying her rather flat buttocks.

" talk about desperation " I snorted.

" its nothing new. Women find me attractive and by all means try to get my attention." He said.

I turned my face and gave him a blank face. " yeah sure. Because you're God's gift to women right? So charming, so appealing and right so magnetising" I sarcastically fired back.

He laughed. Farhan Junaid laughed richly and I could feel butterflies erupting in my stomach. Why do I find every single thing he does attractive?

"So you also think I'm attractive. I was beginning to think you find me repulsive"
He said. Shit I thought out loud. Stupid me.

He leaned forward, his face was close enough to mine and I could hear how rich and rough his voice is. Only adding to how absolutely frantic I was.

Did his voice really have to sound like that on top of everything else? How's that even fair.

I flicked my eyes to his, heat spreading over my cheeks and I'm so relieved the lightening here isn't too bright otherwise I'd look like an idiot.

Well..... more of an idiot

I straightened up immediately and he mirrored my action. Putting more space between us which I was thankful for.

He cocked his eyebrows at me encouraging me to answer the question. "No" I answered plainly, trying my best to conceal whatever games my hormones were playing with me. A guy approached our table, stopping him from demanding for further explanation.

"Hi lady and gentleman, welcome to our restaurant. My name is James and I'm your waiter for tonight. Here is the menu" he introduced himself and handed us the menu.

We ordered and ate in absolute silence plus I enjoyed every bit of that meal and I ordered soup dumplings for takeout.

He paid and tipped the waiter handsomely before we left. I didn't forget to cast the hostess a hateful look on my way out. Which by the way he noticed but chose to ignore.