Aap Koun Hai? PT 1

The Surprise 🎉

"I am fine with kissing on the lips-nothing more than that" my voice quakes out ,
My throat holding back the urge to say "No touching"
However, I know how it would come off, weak and vulnerable, and I can't show that in front of him. Impressing him may be almost impossible, but not making a fool of myself isn't.

Besides, physical touch is the quickest way to prove our relationship, and make it a lot more believable to the press after our past scuffles in the news.

I pause after I speak, sinking into my seat, still reconciling with what I've said.

Then, inhaling the overpowering car scent, I turn to him to meet his oddly surprised gaze.

His eyes widened, not expecting my response.
I note him gulping down his throat and his fingers tightening on the steering wheel . Is he nervous?
In front of me?

" Ummm yeah...s-sure." a quiver leaks from voice.

I've never heard him stutter either.

And , he flits his eyes away from me and back to me again. They were tentative ,but still very powerful. And I need to find out what power exactly he holds.

"To be honest," he starts, dropping his hands from the wheel.

" I'm somewhat... hesitant. To what extent we'll take this? I didn't-I didn't really expect you to go all out like that. You are very... bold."

In short he thinks I'm strange and wild for suggesting that.

I bite on the inside of my lips, the pain excruciating, as I cringe at my own ignorance and turn away to the window, So much for not making a fool of myself.

But instead, I spin my head and flash a tight smile at him,. "Yes, well, I am used to all of the romantics now"

I say, playing my lie.

His eyes bulge, clearly surprised at my statement

"wow ... I didn't know you could get a partner Payal. But anyway, that should help in clearing my name"

Now it's my turn to bulge my eyes out. Is that how he thinks of me?

"Really?"

I pinch my brows . I'll have him know that I've had three boyfriends before him.Much better looking than him.

However, I am not going to share my love life, so, I ask, diverting back to the topic.
"What other boundaries do you have ?"
He takes out his phone noting down the first boundary, while typing he talks.

"Whatever you're comfortable with in terms of touching, but yeah there is another thing" he sighs, putting the phone down and then piercing me with a long winded stare.

"You're not allowed to snoop into my personal life, that is the next boundary. We can act like we are dating to the world, but you don't need to know too much about me."

An arrow of disappointment blows in my chest. And my ire and irritation swells at his words, that is exactly why I am dating him, to know more about him, find out his secrets.

I ball my fist and gulp down the bitterness in my throat , convincing myself that overtime he will open up to me. He has to after acting like we are dating. You can't tell me it won't affect someone right? Won't they catch feelings?
Or At least being emotionally close? For now that is the one thing I am depending on. The one thing I hope will get me to his triggers.

"Likewise" I grit through clenched teeth.

He seems taken aback, eyes blinking repeatedly but presses his lips together, "of course" he mutters and types away.