WIFE : BOUGHT AND PAID FOR

SHOT 13

Bhumi's POV: 

"Hey, Kapoor. Want me to pick up some delicious dessert for you when we wrap up here in the evening?" I asked Jai as soon as we reached the café where I work.

"Uh, no. It's fine, Bhumi," he said awkwardly.

"Come on, silly. I'll be getting some for myself anyway. So if you want something, tell me. No need to be so formal," I said, giving a light punch to his muscled arm.

"Apple pie, maybe?" he said, sounding more like a question.

"Apple pie it is," I said, grinning, and he smiled back at me.

OMG! Did you see that? He smiled at me. And he looked cute smiling.

"Aww, you smiled," I said, clutching my heart in a dramatic way, and I saw his cheeks getting tinted with a pink hue.

Oh God! Is my bodygua- I mean, my personal protection officer blushing?

I couldn't help but chuckle at that.

"Drama queen," he muttered under his breath, but I heard it clearly.

"That I am," I said proudly, winking at him.

"So, I'll be working until five in the evening. You can either wait here until my shift is over, or you can go somewhere if you want. It's your choice. Here's my two-wheeler's key," I said, handing the key to him.

"Thank you, I guess," he said doubtfully. I hope he won't waste his time standing guard for the café.

"Take good care of my baby, Kapoor," I said with a warning note, pointing my index finger at him.

"With my life, Bhumi," he said, crossing his fingers over his chest.

"Okay. Bye-bye, J," I said, waving my hand at him.

"J?" he asked, looking at me with a confused frown.

"Short form for Jai. I'm too lazy to always call you Jai or Kapoor. J will do. And it sounds cute, doesn't it?" I said cheekily.

J or Jai, it is the same when it comes to syllables, but who cares.

"And I am surprised that you're not lazy enough to stop talking for at least five minutes," he said in disbelief, and I frowned.

"Are you bothered by my non-stop chattering, J?" I asked with a pout.

"What if I am?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at me.

"Sorry, buddy. Can't help it. If it bothers you, you'll have to suck it up and bear with me. You have no other choice," I said with a casual shrug, making him shake his head.

"Thought so," he said and let out a small chuckle.

"Okay. See you in the evening, J. I don't want to fight with the manager for coming in late. I need to hurry up," I said, rushing towards the door.

"Okay. Ah, Bhumi, I forgot to mention. Mr. Mehrotra asked me to inform you to call him immediately. He said it's important," he said, suddenly all business.

"Okay, J," I said with a shrug and walked into the café.

"Oh, here comes the new owner of our café, who got, may I add, recently engaged," Arohi said with a dramatic bow in front of me, and I rolled my eyes at her theatrics.

Owner?? What the hell is she talking about?

"Well, this café now belongs to your beloved fiancé. So technically, you are our new boss, Bhumi. Congratulations," she said, winking at me playfully.