Chapter 20

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People only get jealous
when they care.

-Anonymous.

Zaid's Pov

"I thought....." she continues looking at me with wide eyes. "you were the burglar." She says it in a low voice looking at me surprised.

"Yeah, I figured that out." I reply in my hard voice grabbing the Doritos from the kitchen counter.

"You can dance?" She eventually asks, her beautiful gray eyes wide with astonishment.

That's the question I was expecting she would ask. I really hoped she didn't, But she is Aaiza 'The Question Mark'. I am feeling so stupid and embarrassed that she just saw her grumpy husband dancing. A husband who does not even smiles at her properly, just did professional dance moves in her presence.
Instead of answering her I walk past her into the dining ignoring her question.

She follows me. Ugghh this woman.

"Zaid!! Seriously that was amazing." She chirps with excitement in her voice.

I say nothing and settle myself on one of the dining chairs and then my eyes fall on the container resting on the table.

"So you had it?" I ask my eyes meeting hers.

She grins sheepishly looking so cute that my lips twitch trying to hold back my smile but I compose myself with an annoyed look.

I shake my head as she sits across me.

"There's some left if you want." She speaks pushing the container towards me.

"No its fine, I am having this." I reply looking away gesturing to the packet of Doritos.

I expect that she would convince me to have that, instead she just shrugs.

"Where did you learn dancing?" She asks suddenly back to the topic again, resuming her eating.

"I didn't" I reply opening the packet of Doritos, picking one I push it inside my mouth, munching softly.

"Woaahh!! Cho ith ij an ieborn talnt." She says her eyes wide as she chews her food and that made me smile internally.

She won't shut up,will she?

"Nope." I reply answering her question as well as mine.

Well more of mine.

"Zaid!! I just saw you dancing" She states raising her voice pointing her thumb towards the kitchen.

"It wasn't me" I reply casually, ignoring her totally as I chew louder wanting to ignore her.

She claps her hands sarcastically giving me an annoyed glare.

I glance at her and went back to munching my Doritos. I was trying to avoid looking at her because if I did I will burst into fits of laughter.

"Oh! Who was it then?" She asks pretending back.

I pretended to think while putting my left hand on my chin "It was a theif, A dancing theif."

She glares at me and I so want to laugh hard at that expression.

"Have you ever seen a poker faces?" She asks narrowing her eyebrows as her lips turn into a smirk.

And it was my turn to glare. I avoid saying anything and take a bite of my apple.

"I'll take that as a Yes, because you always got one."

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