𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬

Chapter-38 The trip

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After a strenuous session at the gym, Mahir returned home, his muscles feeling pumped and energized. He quickly prepared a protein shake to replenish his body before heading to his room to freshen up for the trip planned for the day.

As he packed his bag with all the necessary items, his thoughts drifted to Amie. Wondering if she was ready or not, he decided to check on her. Quietly entering her room, he found Amie peacefully asleep, her hair cascading over the pillow.

Gently sitting on the edge of her bed, Mahir reached out and softly touched her cheek, whispering, "Amie."

With no response, he lightly tapped her cheek, causing her to instinctively pull his hand closer and turn to the side, still lost in slumber.

Amused by her sleepy antics, Mahir chuckled softly and tried once more, "Amie, it's time to wake up."

"Hmm..." she grumbles.

"Amie, did you forget about our trip?!" As his words reached her ears, she suddenly jolted up, looking at Mahir with a mix of surprise and amusement, and then giggles, saying "Good morning" as she wrapped her arms around him in a warm hug.

"Good morning, Pufferfish" Mahir greeted Amie with a grin, using the playful nickname he had given her.

Amie released her arms from around him, she shot him a curious look, asking, "What's with that name?"

"It's your nickname" Mahir chuckled, enjoying the banter with Amie.

"I thought it was cute, like a pufferfish – unique"

Amie playfully complained, wiggling her eyebrows "There are so many options like love, baby, or sweetheart, and you choose pufferfish, huh!"

Mahir laughed at her reaction, finding her antics endearing. "Don't complain, my dear. Now, go get ready," he said, leaning in to kiss her forehead gently.

Amie smiled in response, nodding as she got up to prepare for the day ahead.

♡

Amie

As I stepped out of the shower, the sweet scent of my body wash and shampoo filled the air, wrapping me in a blanket of freshness.

Dressed in my outfit, I felt a sense of calm and readiness for the day ahead.

I need to dry my hair but I need to pack my bag. What should I do first?

Uh, I'll pack my bag first. I began packing my bag when Mahir walked into my room.

"Amie come for-" his voice trailed off as he noticed my damp hair.

"Amie, dry your hair first," he advised. I glanced at him, agreeing to dry my hair after packing.

"I'll after packing all things" i said and continued the work.

When I noticed him stepping towards me, I glanced at him.

Mahir, with a slight frown, guided me to the chair in front of the dressing table, taking the hair dryer to gently dry my hair.

"Why don't you listen to me?" He said with a duh look.

Watching him in the mirror, I couldn't help but admire my boyfriend. He's wearing blue shirt and black pants.