The Sinful Business

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   “𝐖hat proposal?” He asked, looking confused.
   “Uh…nothing.” And I ran inside the bathroom to have a bath.

   What was I thinking?
   I can't ask him to be my fake boyfriend.
   I mean, even if I ask, he'll probably decline.

   I banged my head (slowly) at the bathroom wall.
   As I undressed and looked at myself in the mirror, I found myself…beautiful.
   No, like actually beautiful.

   Was it the bathroom lightning, or was it because I am actually beautiful?

   Or was it because of the kiss?

   Oh please.
   Post-sex glow is understood. Post-kiss glow is not even a thing.

   I looked at my lips, and remembered our kiss.
   Shall I confront him about our kiss? I mean, why'd he suddenly kissed me?
   Not that you complain.
   Oh shut up.

   I hate my inner voice. I hate it because it speaks truth every single damned time!
   I can't decline that I liked the kiss. Atleast not to myself.

   After showering for atleast thirty minutes, I came out, wearing oversized shirt and pajamas which was another oversized pair Utkarsh bought me.

   I came out only to find him on a call.

   “Yes, Miss Palak. And I hope that she is eating well. I don't want any irregularity in her nutrition.” He said, sounding serious.

   Isn't Miss Palak his mother's caretaker?
   I dried my hair, and checked my phone.
   There was a message from my mother.

    I sighed after replying to her. She's literally so persistent. I wish she wasn't. Because I haven't decided my boyfriend yet!!!

   As I checked my messages again, I saw a message from our group, ‘Teastall’. Yeah, I named it because we all spiller tea of various people.

   Genius me.

   I read their messages, and my heart sank.
   I wanted to be with them too!!