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"So, I'm your..." I began.
"Fiancée. For the time being," he interrupted, with a hint of mischief.
"That sounds like a threat," I quipped.
"Maybe it is," he replied, his eyes twinkling with humor.
Chapter 12
Samaira
That asshole was laughing! He had the audacity to laugh while it was clear I was nervous.
“You know it's my fault that even for a moment I thought you could be serious,” I say and walk away fuming. But what I didn’t realize until I reached outside the cafe was that I had forgotten my purse back there. Now it would be way too humiliating to go back inside. Ugh! That guy is incorrigible! I stand there and think about how to get my purse. Till I see that my purse is hanging by my side. I turn smiling thinking it's a cafe staff person holding it, but when I see whose arm is attached to my purse, I growl. He gives a cheeky smile and says, “I think you forgot something.” I narrow my eyes at him as I snatch the purse away and start walking. As I reach around the block I turn to see no one behind me, half disappointed with that fact I start walking ahead. Just then Kartik appears beside me, almost scaringthe hell out of me, and says, “Now that we are engaged don’t you think it’s rude of you to just walk away from me?”
I shake my head, no matter what he does or how it feels when he is close to me, he’ll be annoying. I sigh and I turn to look at him. He seems to be hesitant to say something.
“You want to say something?” I ask him
“Umm…” he scratches the back of his neck before he continues, “we might need to hold hands, hug, maybe even kiss when we are…you know…keeping up appearances.”
He seems scared that I might reject him entirely given my ‘no physical contact’ clause. But I was talking about having sex when I said that, I wasn’t necessarily objecting to holding hands and hugs but kissing him is a different thing, will I be able to handle that? Only time will tell.
I take a deep breath before answering, “Yeah okay’
His eyebrows shoot up as if he is surprised that I said yes so easily. “Are you sure? I don’t want to do something that you won’t be comfortable with?”
If I had any doubts as to whether it was the right decision to choose him to be my fake husband, this right here would clear it, he seems like a man who would respect my wishes and understand that a no is a no. I smile at him.
“Yeah I’m sure,” I say.
Later that night
I finally reached home after a long day of work and I can’t help but think about this morning and how the conversation went. Did I do the right thing? Yes for sure. I mean Kartik is a great guy for me…for now. I mean basedon my dating history, yeah,I have done way worse. Just as I settle on my bed with my comforter and switch on my Kindle to read the new romance novel I had downloaded, I receive a text on Instagram, it’s from Kartik.
“Hey, can you fill out this form please?” and there’s an attached screenshot of contact information that is what you usually get when adding a new contact.
I laugh.
Samaira:Does this pick up line really work?
Kartik: I wouldn’t know, is it working?
You’re the first one I’ve tried it on.
I was surprised, he gave off player vibes from his looks alone.
Samaira:Is that so?
Kartik: Cross my heart. You’re quite the first
one in everything recently.
I smile in astonishment, he really knows his way with words, I bet he knows his way with other things too...hang on where did that come from? I sat up straight confused as to how did that thought even enter my mind. I mean sure he’s handsome, charming, super flirty, and has a --
It's been 5 minutes since his text. 5 minutes since I started daydreaming about him. God what is wrong with me?
Samaira:Me? Are you sure?
