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I just nodded, as if in trance.
“Can I hug you?” Aariz breathed out, looking at me with a different kind of emotion on his face.
I gave my assent through my eyes that he had arrested in his.
Aariz did not break a smile; he was still staring at me with heat that had me floored.
He didn’t linger before gathering me in a tight hug,
“I love you so much Goli.” He murmured in my hair, as he pressed soft kisses on the slope of my neck.
Hearing him, I immediately broke the hug.
“What happened?!” he asked in surprise.
“Goli?!Whose Goli?!” I glared at him infuriated.
“You are.” Aariz stated easily, as if it was so obvious.
An amused smile was lifting up his face.
“What do you mean I am?” I was still doubtful. So I kept my hand between us, not allowing him to even touch me.
“I have decided that I’ll call you Goli from now on. You must have eaten sweet and sour Candies (Golies) at some point in life. They are sweet and sour, just like you.” Aariz winked.
I was flattered. Unable to look straight at him, after hearing an endearment especially made for me.
Aariz took both my hands in his and asked huskily,
“May I?”
I glanced upward to look in his eyes and nodded, unable to form words.
Aariz kissed both my palms passionately, making me breathless and blushing like a tomato. It was the first time we had a serious fight and now it was ending with a kiss. Besides, I was entitled with a new unique nickname.
Aariz pulled my hands with a jerk, so that I landed on his chest, “So much shyness doesn’t suit you. The way you explode in anger that suits you better. Because then also you look cute with your face all red. But I must confess I like this redness of your face due to blush a lot better than anything else.” Aariz's voice sounded deep and sexy over my neck, and his hands slipping under my top from behind, made me warm, yet shivering.
I tried hitting on his chest and wiggle out of his grip, but he didn’t let me. Rather my struggle and his laughter made him fall back on the sand with me in his embrace. His hands were still on my back, under the top so confidently, as if he
owned me.
A few minutes later, Aariz had wrapped himself around me, locking his hands over my belly as I looked at the waves.
He nuzzled his face in my hair, murmuring lazily,
“Wanna go into water with me?”
“No.” I was looking out for my cousins. If they saw us like this. It would be a nightmare.
Besides, I was freaking out anyway as Aariz was getting touchier than usual just after a hug!
Aariz kissed the side of my head,
“Relax! Your cousins aren’t here. Nor is Zidaan. None of them. They have all gone to take Humza’s car from the cops, which that idiot Haadi had parked in no-parking area, a few miles from here, before leaving to Seattle, which he purposely failed to mention.”
“They have all gone for that?”
That was wierd.
