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*VIAAN*
Iwoke up when a particular little troublemaker swirled in my arms, trying to lift my hand from her waist to slip away but I had other plans.
Tightening my arm around her, I pulled her closer. It just had been the previous night when we had dropped all the barriers from around our hearts and closed the distance between us, getting ourselves into our private little happy bubble. And I didn't want to get out of it just yet.
I kept my eyes closed, savoring this moment, breathing in her smell and memorizing the feel of her skin against mine.
I felt her turn around in my arms and stare at me for some time.
What I hadn't expected was her to start talking like she knew that I was awake, "I don't know what to feel or think anymore. You don't know but I... But I..."
Her trailing off made me curious. Was she confessing something thinking that I was asleep?
"You what?" She let out a short shriek when I asked after waiting for a whole minute. My voice came out all hoarse giving me the itch to clear my throat but then I didn't because I was too busy hearing her freak out, "y-you are awake!?! I thought you were sleeping! You freaking pretended to be sleeping!"
I could tell that her eyes were wider than usual when she already had big doe eyes. I opened my eyes and looked into hers. And I was right yet again.
I don't know what it was about her that made me feel complete. Was it her goofiness or her trusting everyone so easily? It was surreal of someone to be so naive but after living with her for months there was no doubt, people like her did exist. She was genuine, not some actress with hidden intentions, like the other girls from the previous night.
I didn't realize that my grip over her waist had slackened a little. And that was all she needed to take off from the bed trying to escape me and my question. Like I was going to let her.
My hand flew up reflexively grabbing her wrist and pulling her back to me. She came crashing over my chest like falling rocks with those blazing cheeks of hers. My other arm circled above her waist, holding her in her place as I regarded her coolly asking, "why do you always run away when you feel that the situation is going to be difficult to handle?"
"I don't run away!" She exclaimed. Her denial evident in her body language.
She was an easy book to read. She had to try better than that to convince me.
"Oh yes you do. Mostly with me. Now continue with what you were saying."
As if her eyes weren't already wide open and her mouth ajar, they expanded a bit more to express her disbelief.
"Nothing! I was saying nothing at all!" She stubbornly replied.
I couldn't help but narrow my eyes at her, "I won't be letting you go today until you spill whatever you were saying."
Her lower lip stuck out a bit as she pouted and whined, "that's not fair..."
Just like a sulking little child. Troublemaker.
My eyes flickered to her lips arousing another stream of steamy desires from the night before to take over my senses. I looked back in her eyes to gauge her reaction as I smirked, "I don't really care. By the way, the cleaning staff will be here soon and I think they should also enjoy this little private show of ours."
Her face twitched like she was contemplating something. Nostrils flared while her iris bobbed up and down. She was infuriated for sure. Finally, not finding any other options, she closed her eyes and sighed in frustration as the pained expression came back to her face making me wonder what was it that was hurting her.
"I don't know what to say. I know that you don't love me when I have fallen deeply for you. You behave like you feel things for me when you love somebody else." She huffed before opening her eyes. I was shocked to hear her words. Not only her confession but also the accusation of me loving someone else. What the hell? What was she talking about?
"What?" I snorted incredulously at her words.
"I know about Nishika. And how much you love her..." She trailed off like she had proof about it. Me and Nishika together? Like seriously? Was this a joke?
I saw her long face with a defeated expression fueling my irritation. Her expression changed into bewilderment when I exclaimed in frustration, "What bullshit! Who told you that?"
Her wide eyes just blinked at me as more thinking went on in that head of hers.
"But I heard you confess that to her back home, by myself. With my very own ears."
That was it! I pulled her up to sit on my lap with a grave expression on my face. She immediately pulled up the bed sheets to cover herself. Gosh! This stupidly crazy woman! After our night together, she was still shying away and telling me something this crazy?
"Do you remember the date or day and where you heard something that absurd?" I asked, picking my laptop up from the nightstand and opened it.
