"Didn't you hear what I said?" Maya inquired, breaking him out of his thoughts as he dried his hands with a dishcloth. "About my hair and the fact that I don't need a haircut anymore..."
He paused mid-way through drying the cup in order to turn towards her and stare at her. "Huh?"
Maya placed her hands flat against her hips and raised her eyebrows inquisitively, asking him with a tone of concern: "Aren't you listening to me?"
"Oh, sorry," he responded apologetically. "I was just thinking."
"Thinking about what? About our future?" she suggested as she bit on her bottom lip, looking away from him before adding in an uncertain tone: "Or is it possible that you were thinking about some other woman?"
His cheeks instantly burned crimson in embarrassment and his ears felt hot as he took the
