His Yarra Girl

Chapter 27

Navya Tandon

Getting dressed in a black turtleneck T-shirt and khaki pants, I left my hair loose. The headache has slightly reduced. Grabbing my phone I came out of my room to see my love — cooking for me. It's good he can cook because I can cook only very basic ones. For him, I tried cooking twice, and it was eatable.

It's good I'd some of his clothing with me. He's looking so fresh. Like a morning blossomed flower. Just leaning against the door frame, I saw him cooking. Damn, he looks so hot while cooking. 

The way he chops the vegetables. The way he stirs food is driving me crazy. What the hell am I gonna do with him? It's best to let me lock him inside the house — a prisoner. Yeah! That's what I'll do. I cleared my throat for him to acknowledge my presence. Leaving whatever he was doing he came towards me with a cute grin adorning his face. 

Awe! How cute and handsome he looks! 

My thoughts were cut off when he cupped my face and kissed my forehead. I just sighed at the gesture, which would never make me bore. "Once again Happy birthday, my choco!", he wished me, whilst I just smiled at him. "Come and have your breakfast", saying this he pulled me towards the kitchen. He made me sit on the counter-top and started making a plate for me.

I frowned when I saw him making only one plate. "Aren't you gonna have your breakfast?", I asked him skeptically, to which he nodded his head as no. Is he making fun of me then? I just scowled at him. "Then where is your plate?", I asked while grabbing the plate from him. The aroma of the food-filled my nostrils and damn the food smells so good. 

In the future, I swear he'll be working in the kitchen more than he'll be working in the company. I chuckled internally, and saw him coming towards me with empty hands. "Where is your plate Sharav?", I asked him for the nth time. He then pointed out the plate which was in my hand. 

He wants to eat from my plate! 

Wow. 

That's all I can say. Standing between my leg he started tearing a small piece of roti and dipped it in the chickpea gravy and forwarded that to me. He wants to feed me. Smiling at him, I ate from his hands. Eating from the hand of the person you love is a different feeling. Then I did the same to him. 

He then even cleaned the kitchen. Is he for real? I'm one lucky girl. Smiling at me, we walked towards the front door— walking hand in hand. Locking the door behind us, we started moving towards his car. "Hey", he said and I stopped in my tracks. I asked him what by raising my eyebrows at him.

"Umm... it's just... I thought I'll drop you at your office then I'll pick you in the evening and spend some time. What say?"

I can bet you that he was nervous while asking me. Hmm...so he wants to ask my forgiveness. Okay then who am I to step back. Thinking about it, I just nodded my head at him. Seeing my response he exhaled a large amount of breath. Hoping for his car, we started towards my office. While riding, I got many calls— from my parents, from Ruhi—who teased me about last night to which my cheeks started heating up. 

Then from my four crazy friends— who yelled through the phone. I was replying to all my messages when Sharav stopped the car. Tearing my gaze from the phone, I saw outside that we have already reached my workplace. 

Thanking him, I got down. Instantly he too got down and stood in front of me. "What?", I inquired him, he just shook his head and kissed my forehead again. "Now you can go", he grinned at me. Slowly my heart was starting to forgive him. But I won't forgive him this easily. He needs to taste his own medicine.