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But I had already lost my temper and mood, to dissolve in his charm.
“Now that also I should tell you, that you must acknowledge my presence or at least say something romantic?! You behave as if we are not in a relationship, as if we are strangers!” I blasted him off angrily and used hand gestures for added effect,
“I came here by myself to meet you.” I huffed, “Which you should have done by the way. But you know nothing!”
Aariz looked at me as if trying to control his laughter at my outburst.
I glared at him hard. It made his lips stop twitching.
“You’re right. I really don't know anything. Can you please teach me?” Aariz gave me an innocent smile.
“Are you trying to make fun of me now?” I stared at him haughtily.
Gulping down my feelings, I went on,
“Since morning you are behaving as if yesterday nothing happened.” I stared at him angrily, “Were you even serious last night?”
Aariz got up from his chair and strode towards me.
Taking both my hands in his, he spoke sardonically,
“What am I supposed to do? This is my first serious relationship. Hence, I’d need you to teach me here. Because I lose my mind when you are around...”
I almost melted. Almost. But his trying to appear romantic, ‘I’m so cute and totally besotted with you’ kind of look failed miserably due to the smirk he couldn’t wipe off fast enough.
I gasped audibly at his playfulness.
“I. Am. Leaving.” I enunciated each word with gritted teeth, having seen his wicked smile that followed the smirk, which he wiped the next moment.
I had seen it anyway. Hence, I knew he was trying to wind me up.
I started to move towards the door, but Aariz again caught my hand.
Coming closer, his lips grazed my forearm making me shiver deliciously as he murmured,
“Oho someone's angry! I did smile at you in class Sanu. Don't say I ignored you. Now if I don't know what e
lse should be done then what’s my fault? Please teach me before my next girlfriend leaves.”
I turned around sharply, at those words.
“I mean, I should have some practice for my next girlfriend, right?” Aariz tried to appear curious while hiding his smile in answer to my raised eyebrows and scowling face.
He continued,
“Alright, now tell me how am I supposed to behave in college. Should I be kissing you?” Aariz moved closer, now just a breath away from my lips, grazing its petals with his. I clasped his shoulders on reflex as my legs gave away.
“Winking at you? Trying to touch your hands every chance I get in class?” Aariz's tone turned huskier as he caressed both my arms at once making goose bumps appear.
Winking at me though humourlessly, he went on with the deep intense look in his stormy grey eyes,
“Or should I be staring at you or hug you or make you sit closer?” Aariz breathed inches away from my mouth and clasped my wrist rubbing circles on it as he slowly pulled me to the two-seater couch in the corner.
Gently gathering me in his arms, he sat on the couch, with me on his lap,
“Should I tightly hold your hands like this, or gentle? Should I kiss these killing lips?” Bringing my wrist up to his face, he spoke on it, thus kissing it passionately with a bite, while keeping his eyes on my lips and sending a message clear enough to make me shiver in the intensity of his look.
“And what about late night phone calls? When does that start?” Aariz whispered, pulling me closer in embrace, as he lost his face in the crook of my neck, playing with my hair strands, reminding me of our phone conversation last night.
