Do You Trust Me?

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Amaan

"Mani Bhai, Laylah has left her dupatta here, can you hand it to her when you see her, I would but tomorrow Yusuf's family is coming over for dinner and I wont be able to get out the house, mum wants me to cook. Typical Pakistani mum" Sophia says to me as I got up from the couch to head home.

It was getting late, but I had come around after a long time and Mamu wanted an 'update' on my life. He was actually happy to know that I was working for Umer. In fact, he had actually warned me to keep my distance from Laylah, as she was like his daughter. Honestly! what did people think I was going to do jump her at any given time? "You would, you dog" I mumbled to myself and walked out the house saying my goodbyes.

As I walked out I bought the dupatta I was holding up towards my nose and sniffed it. It smelt like Laylah. I open my car door and stuffed the dupatta into the glove box. I am about to put the car into gear when I see Laylah, phone in one hand talking to somebody. It was so late; the silly girl was wondering around on her own. "Where is Arfan, and why are you out here on your own?" I say getting out of the car walking towards her. "Arfan isn't picking up and Bhai is still at the office" She says looking at me. "Is this your car?" She says pointing towards Basanti. "Come I'll drop you off home, I don't want Umer worrying for you" I said and turn. "I'll only come with you if you let me drive" She looks at me and smiles. I smile, looking back at her. She susprises me. "Sure Princess, whatever you say" I say giving her the keys.

She is actually a very sensible driver. I tell her about the love for my car Basanti and she tells me about her Tesla. In fact, she also had named her car too, MacGyver. I didn't know anybody else to name their car, guess we have something in common.

She parks the car and we get out. I put my hand out and ask for my car keys. She giggles at me and walks off. "Laylah?" I say look at her questioningly and smile. She stops by the fountain and turns to look at me. She smiles ever so slowly. Shit how does she make a smile seem so sexy. I slowly walk towards her keeping my eyes fixed on her, on her lips more like it. She bites her bottom lip whilst still smiling. If she wasn't making it hard enough for me I was definitely hard and horny now. I wanted to grab her and ever so slowly run my tongue along her bottom lip. "Your keys" She says putting her hand out towards me. "Thank you" I say, dazed at what she is doing. I dont know if she is doing it on purpose but she is being very seductive as this moment, but she being Laylah, probably doesnt even know the affect she has on me.

As I am about to take they keys out of her hands when she turns towards the fountain and drops them in there. Splash!

It takes me a few seconds to register what she has done. "Laylah, what the hell I need to go home" I say, coming out of my daze, looking at her and then the fountain. "Oopsie daisy" She says looking at me innocently. "That was no accident" I say slightly raising my voice. This girl is going to make me crazy one day.

Fine, if she wants to play like that. I walk up to her until her back is touching the fountain. I keep my eyes fixed on her and tug at my kurta from the bottom. If she can be innocently seductive, then so can I. Mind you I am doing it on purpose. Not going to lie, I know girls find me sexy, question is will it affect this ice princess. "What" She says looking at me shocked at my actions. I smirk at her and pull it over my head and throw my kameez on the floor. I flex my muscles a little. No harm in teasing her? Right?

She looks away from me. I can sense her breath getting heavier, her chest rising higher than before and her eyes roam around my now naked body and then to the floor, where my black kameez lies. She licks her lips. Shall I, just one taste. One kiss.

I take a step forward and move my head down looking directly into her eyes, closing the distance between us. I can feel her heartbeat. Oh yes, Laylah Ali Mansha is affected by me. But I was effected by her even more. Her luscious hair around her now shocked face. Her pink flushed lips, that she had been biting on and her cheeks turning a tint of red. This image of Laylah will forever be stuck in my mind, it will give me countless sleeps. In fact I doubt I'll be sleeping today. My hormones are running wild. Astagfurallah Amaan, banda ban ja.