Taking two cups in my hand. The moment I turned around I clash with something, well to be correct on Someone. But before I can fall, a strong hand got wrapped around me, making me steady.
Coming back to my senses my gaze falls on his white shirt wh...
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SMIRA'S POV
"peach," I heard Aayan calling me from the kitchen. I stood up and jumped in happiness, giggling hard. Well, that's me whenever Aayan calls me by my nickname. I calm down my self.
Cooling my red face. I don't know how he came up with this name but, suddenly out of nowhere, he called me a peach. I was confused but then he everything so casually said, "It's your name from now" bopping my nose. I could tell that he smirked which plastered his lips because of my red face, blushing like a teenager.
I didn't complain because guess what? I loved the nickname. And whenever he calls with that I get excited and do my little happy dance and then answer him. "Yes, coming" I replied. Closing up my books I walked into the kitchen.
He was wearing cream pants and a brown shirt. Looking sexy my boy. "Your coffee," he said, handing me my cup. I beam at him. He went back to sit on the sofa, working on the presentation.
Diwali is there tomorrow. "Aayan" I called him, he immediately removed his earphones and focused on me.
"Can we Decorate your home, Diwali is there tomorrow " I tilt my head waiting for his answer.
"First of all, it's not mine, it's our home. Second, we will do whatever you want to do, I don't fucking mind." he deadly said, my plus quickened, red tint covering my face.
"Do we have lights?" I asked him, walking towards him.
"No, I never needed it." he simply answers. So much like himself.
"Umm..can we buy it?" I curl my lips, anticipating. He nodded his head. I clap my hand in joy.
"When do you wanna go to buy it?" he asked. He stopped the other client from speaking, moving his attention back to me.
"We will talk later about this. You first continue your meeting" I internally face-palmed myself, I was disturbing him. Idiot smira.
"No, you continue" his voice was stern yet gentle.
"After your meeting?" he nods his head and I give him a thumbs-up, and walk away.
"Tata" I dramatically said, waving my hand. His lips curl up into a smile, and he waves back at me. Giving him one last smile I went in.
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We did our shopping. We bought so many different light sets. I told him that we didn't need them but he was like, "You liked those, so we buying them" his reply did not stop the butterflies from having their concert in my tummy. After that we had lunch, I also made him eat panipuri. At first, he was in firm denial but my puppy eyes worked and he gave up, getting ready to eat panipuri.
