Furore

33| Ice And Fire.

33| Ice And Fire.

"Why so grumpy?" I heard him and my mood broke.

"Only five fries left." I pouted. I was on my periods plus too tired for the day. I had attended three clients besides the files I read.

"I see why you have put on so much of weight." He commented and I couldn't help but chuckle at him. He was different, because he was shameless, he didn't mind pointing out at my flaws and somehow it made me feel more home with him.

"Are you trying to say that you don't like it??" I lazily spoke, sprawling my legs and keeping them on his lap, an inch away from his laptop.

"Oh, ho. Getting comfortable." I laughed at his comment and pressed my legs more against him.

"I need to touch you more to answer whether I like it or not, I guess." He answered smartly, his eyes staring into mine mischievously and I couldn't help but blush profusely.

I kept my macbook aside, moving upto him and keeping my head on his shoulder as he typed off on his laptop. His wife was leaner than me, she had a great figure, her curves were too sharp, I knew.

"I don't like you in specs though." He continued and I made an offended face.

"Zyada complaints nahi ho rahi hai aapki??" I snapped, a bit sad, a bit irked.

He only half giggled at my response, dropping a peck on my hairs. "Lens irritate my eyes." I did know why I took his words so seriously but maybe because Madhia didn't wear specs and I didn't too before, when he fell in love with me.

"You only need to eat fish with me to get better." He mocked and my expressions changed in ridicule.

"I'd rather be blind." I retorted and he scoffed at my response. "Lier." He exclaimed and I hit his shoulder lightly.

I picked the book from the table to count the number of pages I needed to read for the case. "Coffee?" Arsalan offered.

"No and I'm not making any." I squinted my eyes at him. I swore my body was breaking in pain. "Order."

"I'll make it." I gawked at his answer as if he was kidding. I knew he had never even entered into kitchen. "I don't wanna drink, you order."

"I'll make it." He saved the file on the screen and closed the other tabs and got ready.

"Arsalan." His hand slipped from mine as he got up from the couch. "Please, no." I shook my head in denial.

"What?" He walked upto the kitchen and I knew I had to follow him. I went and sat on the stool, keeping my head down on the counter, watching him find things as I dictated.

"Oh no." I rushed to him as he added too much of coffee. I took it from him, making it myself. "I thought biwi ne sikha ke bheja hai." I taunted and he chuckled, his breath fanning my neck as he had held me from behind.

"Aap se sikhna tha." He pushed my hair aside, sucking my skin. "Arsalan."

"Hmm." He kissed me more deeply. "Put this on the blender.." I felt tingles in my stomach.