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She went on a little fearful of my reaction, gesturing towards the closed door behind me,

“That’s why you did something you never....”

Gulping the lump in my throat, I gave her a genuine smile,

“I'm going to my room to freshen up.”

She nodded wiping off her tears.

After the shower, I could not resist anymore. The warmth in my heart was still unfazed. I picked up my phone and dialled the one and only.

She did not recieve the call. Undeterred I tried again. This time she did answer it with a meek, trembling,

‘Hello?’

Softly I asked,

‘Hey, how are you this evening?’

No answer. But I could hear her erratic nervous breathing.

Even more softly and longingly I murmured,

‘Sanu, what happened? I hope I'm not disturbing you.’

God...I was longing like a teenager over his first crush!

Abruptly she stated,

‘Yup! You did disturb me. Actually, I was discussing an important matter with someone and my phone rang. I will talk to you later. Okay? Bye.’

And she disconnected the call.

Wow! How very stark honest of you love.

Damn! Her parents might be around. Otherwise, the Sani I knew would have never spoken like that to me. She was too sweet for that.

How much will you make me long for you now? God, this is frustrating!

A few minutes passed by when I was just about to leave the bedroom, my phone chimed with an incoming text.

Seeing its sender name, the grin came back on my lips. Then reading the text’s content, it just magnified into mischief.

‘Hi! Sorry actually, when you called, Zee was around. So I couldn’t talk to you.’

This is going to be...interesting.

I sat back on the bed completely invested in this conversation now. Everything else could wait.

It went on like a dream.

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At the end, she made me challenge her that I would not let her cuteness go on and will make her say those words. Of course I couldn’t let it go, without having my wishes fulfilled.

I texted back intently,

‘I do what Sani? Shall I say it? I like you too deeply than you can ever imagine. And madam, not in a few days, rather you’ll have to say it by tomorrow morning. I’ll make you.’