Will You Be Mine Again?

Chapter 20

The cafeteria was huge with tables and chairs at every corner. Couples sat cozily, grabbing those corner seats. The rest of the tables were grabbed by officials and teens.

I scanned the whole place and found a corner seat vacant. Without another thought, I sat there, waiting for Mr. Arrogant.

The waiter placed a menu card in front of me. I decided to pass some time by reading it.

When I was scanning through the Chinese cuisine list, he tapped my shoulder.

"Hey, Rishika. Sorry, I'm late." Mr. Yograj smiled at me and sat exactly opposite of me.

"Oh. Not very late." I smiled back, placing the card on the table again.

"Did you order anything?" He asked, staring at me with those sharp eyes.

"No. Was waiting for you." I said.

"What would you like to eat?" He asked, taking the menu card. "They have a wide range of food here."

"Ah! Just a cold coffee." I smiled.

"That's it? No, you should eat something, too. It's 6.30 already." He chuckled, calling the waiter.

"One cold coffee for the lady and one black coffee for me along with two chicken burgers." He ordered.

"Hey, never heard bodybuilders surviving on junks. You just ordered burgers." I giggled and regretted doing that.

"Oh. You don't know any of us then. At least, you don't know me. I do eat junks." He smiled, once the waiter went out of sight. "Only in a balanced way. I'll have to grind my butts in gym tomorrow for reducing the amount of fat I take in through this burger."

"Wow! That's tough." I bit my lip.

"Yes. Only the people who're seriously passionate about bodybuilding can do this." He winked.

"I already met with your passionate-about-workout side awhile ago." I said as the waiter brought our food.

"Dig in." He unwrapped his burger from it's foil.

I obeyed as I sipped on my cold coffee. It soothed my throat from getting dry.

"Can we discuss about work if you're relaxed?" He asked, finishing his burger.

"Huh? You're asking me?" I laughed, sipping again. "Sure, sure. Go on, please."

"Yes. I'm asking you because you need to be relaxed first to discuss something professional like this. You haven't done this before, have you?"

"No. I haven't. And that's what I'm tensed about."

"It's okay. I'll guide you." He assured me.

"Well, yes. I really need to do a PhD in Fitness." I giggled.

Ugh! Why do I always do that? I bit my lip.

He was staring at me with those sharp brown eyes. His face had softened as he licked his lips to remove the mayonnaise he had got on while biting the burger.

"You're so funny." He chuckled in a baby like tone. "Actually, I need someone to promote me through their ads and write ups. My photographer does his task well. Now I want a writer who'll put his/her amazing talent into the articles and make me more popular."

"Ah!" I sighed. "I'll try."

"Don't worry. I pay well." He laughed. "My personal photographer has been working for me since past three years and never complained. I'm a rude personality in professional life, Rishika. But I also respect my staff."