Mohit's POV
" Listen beautiful... "
" Please Mr Paul, there is no one around, you don't need to pretend. So save all those endearments for someone else. Please tell me what do you want to eat. "
Ufff !! Temper ?? She is hot !!! I love it...
Concentrate... you i***t!!
" Will you listen to me??" I said to her.
" Yeah... but first let me get started with making dinner. I am already tired. " She had already started kneading the floor.
" Listen, you don't need to do this job... we can order food if you are tired. "
" No, I enjoyed my first day on that job. I can cook, I would not neglect my one job for another. Tell me what you want... " She took out pans and picked up onions to peel and chop them.
I was desperate to talk to her and she was working on our dinner.
Oh, God !!
