Chap 6 a
Monday morning
In this new day in her life, she has continued to look right and left, watching for his arrival with envy and impatience. The difference with the other times was that this time she was not afraid of her feelings, she was not afraid of anything, since he was with her and for her. The only question that remained unresolved for now was, how to tell him that she wanted to try, not just a date but for a life together.
Finally, he was there with his big smile and bright eyes, she felt her heart pounding hard, her heart was also looking forward to reveal it to him and told him those feelings buried inside all this time. Only her eyes were allowed to admire and were light up by his presence, she could feel every fiber of her body beating for him, that feeling was new and deep, this feeling revealed a new passion in her that she never explored in her old life : a sensation of flying without wings, a feeling of love without anxiety and a feeling of living with breathing.
-Good Morning Miss Farooqui, he sang
-Hi, Asad, she said sweetly
He frowned for a second looking surprised, he felt her different, she was smiling widely at him. He didn't know why he felt unconfortable with her eyes on him, for a change, he felt strange but it was a bit disturbing and new.
-Did you like the breakfast, Zoya ?
-It was almost perfect
-almost ?
- something was missing to make it perfect, he was taken aback by her, Zoya noticed him and decided to play with him, I mean, the chocolate spread, it wasn't there.
-Oh, he was dissapointed, of course, the chocolate spread, what would it be otherwise ? Anyway, Miss Farooqui, are you free next week ?
-why ?
-Salim will spend time with Ammi and I will be free, if you want...You know
-Oh, I'm sorry, Asad, Sarah will go to her grand-parents and I will have this weekend to do some girly things, you will get annoyed.
-what kind ?
-you know shopping and so on
-no, I will be happy to join you
-are you sure ? Men never like this and I'm sure you will get bored
-of course not, I guess you will need some men advice for dresses so, why not your favorite and irritated friend Asad ? He pointed to himself
-Ok, she shrugged her shoulders
-Ok ? he was surprised, she didn't argue or refuse his advance
-yes, I said ok, you can come with me
-are you ok, Miss Farooqui ? I mean, I expect from you to say no and I saw myself arguing with you to join you, I'm sure there is a trap, you said yes to quickly. He crossed his arms narrowing his eyes suspiciously.
-it's up to you, I said yes, take it or leave it, she turned her heels
-I'll take, I'll take your offer, let wait and see, by the way, are you ok ?
-I am perfectly fine, Asad, I never felt like this before. And he saw going inside with the kids, he scratched his head and just sighed.
A week later
After dropping the kids off, they found each other in the mall. Both of them were excited to spend time together, Zoya hoped that he will not get bored and Asad hope that he will be able to reach a step toward her. All the reason were good for him to gain inch into her heart.
-So Miss Farooqui, what's your program for today ?
-Mmh, I would like an evening gown and I need it in dark blue color
-you have a dinner in perspective ? He asked wondering if it was for him
-yes, one of my friend will going to get married soon and she invited us for a dinner to plan her wedding.
-Oh, of course, for a friend wedding, he said sadly
-Mister Khan, you like dark blue ?
-Yes, I like this color it's a good color
-so let's go
They went from shop to shop, where Zoya spent her time in the dressing room while Asad was content to give his opinion, the thumbs-up or moving his head frantically when the dress was not appropriate. After long hours in furrowing stores in search of the famous dress, Zoya felt herself like she was Julia Roberts in pretty women, where everyone was taking care of her, especially Asad. She loved to see his face and expressions, she found him very cute and she just wanted to pinch his cheeks every time. However, both did not come to an agreement for the dress, or it was too short, or not enough class, or too revealing especially for Asad's taste, or not the good color. For now, it was an unsuccessful search.
Arrival at the last shop, Asad took a rest while Zoya was about to try the umpteenth dress of their choice. He was in his reveries trying to get some rest after the long hours walking, he wondered how women could spend as much time without buying and without burning out. He finally said that shopping was an art and excercise of patience.
-Miss Farooqui, can you tell me how you can spend time without getting annoyed ? After long hours of shopping you are not exhauted ?
-Mister Khan, I told you you will get bored
-I'm not , I'm just asking
-you know, shopping decreased our stress and going for shopping or travelling from shop to shop, it gave us a good sensation, sometimes, I'll just go out to look at dress, try some without willing to buy one of them, only if it's really worth it.
-but it's a waste of time, Miss Farooqui, when I want to buy something, I know what I want and I know where to find it
-this is not shopping Mister Khan, it's just purchases, she said annoyed
-what the difference ? He asked
-one is for pleasure and one is forced
-really I found no pleasure in running here and there without anything, he can't understand women
-I'm sorry for that but I told you that it was girly things and I didn't force you, so if you are tired, you can go, I won't be upset, she lied
-I'm fine, it's just for me to know you better, actually, I've never join any women for shopping and it's a new experiment for me
-you mean it's your first time ? She asked surprised
-yes and I'm happy that it's with you
-and so you like it ?
-No, I think I will not try again, he laughed and she rolled her eyes
His laugh fade away when she went out from the cabin, he was speechless, she was wearing a blue dress with strap silver along the bust to form the belt which accentuated the neckline. She stood in front of him and he looked at her from head to toe.
-So ? She asked shyly
-woow, it was the only word that he could mutter, she chuckled and looked at herself
-Mister khan, you like it ? He nodded at her. I like it too, this dress is really elegant and you know why women appreciate shopping ? It's because we can test different dresses and it gave us confidence, beauty and sometimes, we can be someone else. She said proudly.
-and may I know who you are today ?
-I feel that Im different today, it makes me want to be a fatal and playful woman, she put her hand on her hips, narrowing her eyes with confidence.
Asad burst out laugh, his body folded in two holding his tummy, Zoya looked at him stunned and outraged with his sudden mockery.
-Mister Khan, why are you laughing ? Did I say something funny ?
Asad wiped his tears and his laugh still here, he approached her and pinched her cheek.
-You are so funny, I didn't know that, you are so cute Zoya, he laughed again
Zoya faced him, her face full of anger and incomprehension. She asked coldly
-why did you laugh, Asad ?
-you want to be playful and naughty, YOU, I mean, YOU, he pointed to her, look at you, even if you were all black and you put only black make up all over your face, you will still look as you are impassive, calm, shy and reserved.
-oh really ? You think I can't be like that, I can't be naughty
-you know leave this to the master, he held in collar with arrogancy and YOU, just play as a princess and try dresses as much as you want.
-oh !!! So you have your master degree in naughtiness and I'm only allowed to laugh and to blush at your stupid dirty jokes.
-that's it sweetheart, he brushed her nose with his finger. Zoya s anger increased more and more with his indifference.
-ok, let's play a game, if I'll show you that I can be naughty and you will have to apologize flatly and recognize that I AM the master.
-so easy, I accept the deal, and if I win, you will go on date with me.
-done, and both shook their hand.
-you know I will never need to force my talent to win, he sat on the chair putting his hand behind his head lazily.
-Let's see, she started at her reflection, so Mister Khan, how I should comb my hair? Should I let my hair in one side ? She did as she said, or in a bun ? She raised her hair exposing her neck, only a few strands escaped from her hand.
-So ? She asked again, moving her hand along her neck so seductively. He growled, he found her stunning in every haircut, his favorite was the bun, when he can admire her long and soft neck. She was playing but two can play that game and he was the master afterall.
-I guess the bun, he approached leaving one of his fingers on her neck and she shivered, she didn't expect that from him and she cleared her troath.
-if you say so, she tried to sound nonchalantly, I will think about, she crossed his look and he smirked, I guess I will need earings too, because my neck will be naked and exposed to everyone.
-I think you will need to put scarf, he said bit sternly, he didn't want to imagine men will drool over her and her exposed neck.
-no, I don't need it, it will spoil the dress, I will leave it like this, afterall, you like it and I guess many will like too. I don't need to be shy with what I have, right ?
He clenched his jaw and she smirked, and went to pay the dress. He sighed upset.
-I shouldn't have wake up the beast in her, I don't know why but I feel I will regret playing that game with her.
They went to buy this dress, finally happy for their findings after so long. They went next looking for some accessories. A good dress needed a beautiful shoes, then they went to shoes shop. Zoya was welcomed by a man seller, who was looking handsome in his black white shirt. Asad raised his eyebrows, he didn't appreciate the way this man was looking at her. He came closer to her to show him to who she belonged. Zoya sensed him behind her and understood, and she decided to play again.
-hello, she said sweetly and Asad cringed
-hello, ma'am, may I help you ?
-I hope you will be my savior today, I need a brown open shoes, not too high, not too short, for a dinner, please, she pouted childishly. The seller laugh softly and he replied
-of course, let me take care of it, have a sit and I'm coming back
-I hope you will get lost in the stock and some boxes will fall on your head, muttered Asad under his breath
-what did you say, Asad ?
-nothing, don't you think that you are doing too much with him ? It is his job to help you, he is paid for that.
-Me ? she pointed to herself innocently, you misunderstood being nice and being , mmm what was that word that makes you laugh earlier ?
-naugthty, he said annoyed
-oh yes, naughty, I'm not like this, I'm just shy and reserved, right ? She smirked and went to sit.
Asad sat loudly next to her, mumbling angrily. Zoya crossed her legs and savored her small victory over him, for a change, she was playing and she enjoyed seing like this. She wanted to win and to loose at the same time, her ego wanted to win and her love for him wanted her to loose, she decided that she will continue a bit until she would have to stop.
The seller came back with 3 boxes and sat on his knees, in front of Zoya, and Asad was boiling, he only wanted to hit his head on the ground.
-See, ma'am, I bring 3 different pairs, let's try the first one.
Zoya started to remove her shoes and wanted to grab the new one, but was stopped by the seller who held her ankle. It was too much for Asad, he snactched the one from the seller and put his hand on his shoulders, exercing a pressure on it.
-I will do it, he ordered firmly not leaving him a chance to respond.
The seller adressed a sad smile to Zoya and left, Asad followed him, cursing him. He looked up and saw Zoya staring at him with a playful look.
-What ? he asked frustrated
-Nothing, she smiled
-yeah right, I know you well and I can read your eyes very well
-and what are they saying Mister Khan ?
-they are saying that I don't have to do it and he was here to help and he was paid for it, but Miss Farooqui, let me remind you that I was with you from the beginning so, it's me who was supposed to help you
-I didn't ask you anything, she said amused.
Asad first opened the three boxes and looked at them, he hesitated between the 3, he had to recongnize that the choice was good.
-Mister Khan, what are you doing ? Give me anyone
-No, let me choose the good one
-Mister Khan,
-you said that shopping give you the opportunity to play a role, let's say you're a princess who is looking for the perfect pair and you have a lot of suitor on your door who are there to show you their shoe, like the seller, he said in disgust, so I want to choose the right shoes to show that I am the prince that you are looking for. He said cheerfully, Zoya put her chin on her hand which was on her knee and she looked deeply into his eyes.
-you are already my prince, her voice was full of sincerity. Asad froze and debated inwardly for a minute if she was playing with him or if she was sincere.
-Miss farooqui, he shook his head, and sweep the second choice.
Asad held her ankle and put delicately the first one and did the same with the other foot, she made a sharp movement when he brushed her plantar arch accidentally.
-be careful, I'm a bit sensitive here. He growled throaty
-I love you ankle Miss Farooqui, he brushed the one that was still in his hand
She came closer and whispered into his ears.
-there are other places that are unknown to you but I'm sure that you'll like them. She stood up leaving Asad in his imagination, he quickly cleared his throat loudly, she was teasing him in his sensitive part and she was playing really dangerously with him. She saw him blushing and breathing in and out.
-focus Mister Khan, she laughed at him
-naughty, he whispered
-what did you say, Mister Khan ? She asked surprised
-Nothing, he said looking away
But little, he knew that she heard him clearly but prefered not to say anything, she didn't want to win so quickly and she didn't want to stop the game, she enjoyed seducing him, for a change and she was flattered to see that she took the lead. She was also enjoyed the fact to seducing the man that she loved, but this point, he was not aware about yet. He revealed in her the fatal and naughty woman, she was never like this, but as he said he was the master in this and she was a good studend, and it looked like she learnt quickly with him.
-I like your choice, Mister Khan, she said looking at the mirror, he smiled satisfy.
-which means that you choose me as your prince ?
-prince where ? I don't see anyone, she pretended to look here and there
-Miss Farooqui, he emphazed her name
-Mister Khan, she mimed his tone
-so ma'am, did you find your pair ? The seller came in between. Asad looked at his back annoyed by this intrusion.
-Yes, I find it, she replied, her eyes looking above his shoulders to meet Asad , she then turned her attention to the vendor, I'll take them.
They bought their shoes per Asad's choice, and he was happy that they didn't stay longer in this shop, he didn't like the way, the vendor was drooling over her.
-so what do you need now, Zoya ? You have the dress, the shoes, the accesoires, what is missing for your highness ?
-mmh, a perfum, but for a change, I want you to choose it for me, she challenged him
-me ? She nodded, he smirked and he decided to use this opportunity to come close, he wanted to show her what it meant to be naughty. She won the first battle but now he will show her. OK, but... He posed, I have to feel and to smell your skin for this.
He asked her naugthtly. But he was taken back by her behaviour, she pushed her hair in one side, leaving full acces to her neck, inviting him to come closer. His mouth was opened sorely and she smirked at him. He was so surprised that he didn't move, feeling his hesitation, she came closer and whispered into his ears, posing her neck next to his lips:
-what do you feel, Asad ? she said huskily
He held her closer to him and she put her hand on his back, inviting him to come closer again. Both were in each other arms and their heads were in each other crock of the neck, they were feeling dizzy and trembling with this closeness. Both of them held into the each other closely. She closed her eyes, feeling his breath on her neck, waking up hidden sensation. Asad was not also insensitive with this closeness, he took his time, avoiding to touch her skin, teasing her with his breath, he felt her shivering and saw her goosebumps. He was happy to see that she was answering to him in some way. But he was there for a mission, he had to find perfume for her.
-I can smell vanilla, he sniffed, almand and maybe a red fruit, he said huskily, she just moaned softly in response.
He pushed her away quickly and went to the perfume shop, he was loosing control and he was about to kiss her skin and her moan didn't help him to stay concentrate. He had to wait for her, he didn't know if she was ready or not, but he didn't want to mess up. He felt her close but still far. After smelling some perfume and after that Asad's nose became to saturate with smell, he finally successeed in finding the good perfume and he felt proud of himself when he saw her agreeing to his choice. To thank him, she decided to offer him a perfume too and he was surprised when she found quickly his , he looked at her with interrogation.
-when you were trying to find my perfume, I was in the crock of you neck too so this is how I find it. She smirked and he just shook his head, this woman was full of surprise, he thought.
-I think you are ready now for your friend dinner
-yes, I'm, Mister Khan, I wanted to thank you for this journey and for your patience, so I want to do the same for, I want you to find something to wear also, she said smiling widely at him.
-It's ok Miss Farooqui, I have many things and I don't need, he declined politely her offer
-no, please, please, for me, I always wish to enter a men store but never get the opportunity and I want so much, please, she pouted gently
-O-K, he sighed, I can't refuse YOU anything, she jumped excitely. You are weird today Miss Farooqui, he looked at her suspiciously. She turned her heels and left him in his inquiry.
As soon as they entered, she took command and stated the seller exactly what she wanted for him. He stood there with amuzed face, he loved to see this side of her where she behaved like a perfect wife. She didn't lie when she said that she wanted so much to enter a men shop. After few minute and after taking his size, the seller came back with a cream shirt and a curved black jacket, cuffs with buttons and black shoes, the perfect outfit for a perfect gentleman. He was impressed by her choice, he went to the dressing room while Zoya, was experimented Asad's wait during her shopping phase. He came few minute, wearing her choice, Zoya stood up slowly, totally agape. She knew that he was handsome but seeing him with this outfit , he was beyond everything she noticed before, this picture played havoc in her.
-woow, she just said catching her lower lip between her teeth. He blushed but he didn't know why, maybe he didn't expect from her to be expressive.
He stood in front of the mirror looking at himself, he used to wear black coat but in smoking he looked different, maybe he was sensitive to her choice and he put a note in his mind to wear it when she will agree to go on date with him.
-you look perfect, Mister Khan, her eyes didn't blinked once
-mmh, yeah maybe, but I think something is missing
-WHAT ?? Are you sure ? Did you see yourself ? She was shocked , she looked at him and then at the mirror, looking for the missing things. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him and both looked at the mirror.
-Now, it's perfect, he held her closer now, letting his chin against her temple.
-Asad, she said softly, her cheeks was red now, she just smiled at him and untied his grip. Now, he smirked, this is how he loved to see her, blushing. He was the master and her blush flattered his ego.
Asad started to enjoy this day with her, at the beginning, it was too long but now, he savored each moment next to her, it wasn't the date that he wanted but at least, he spent time with her and he saw her differently, she was totally relaxed now, not sad or anxious, he even experimented a naughty side of her. He discovered that she didn't look shy when she teased him, like it was a natural character of her and he had to admit that she was good in it, but he can't tell her that, he wanted to prolong it a bit. He appreciated to see her confortable and opening with him. She was just herself and he discovered a new side of her.
They were walking holding their bags when she stopped in front a hairdresser, Asad watched her.
-mister khan, let's go inside
-what ? why ?
-to play tennis, she said annoyed, for a haircut of course
-but why ?
-I want to change my hair, she touched her hair
-but I love how they are now
-Asad, please, I want to change , she pouted again, and to play fair, you will also join me, you will change your haircut
-what ? NO WAY, I love my hair how they are, you can go if you want but not me, he lifted his chin
-scared Mister Khan ? I didn't expect from you to be afraid of challenge, I'm really disapointed, she shrugged her shoulders.
-are you challenging me ? Of course, I'm not scared, Asad Ahmed Khan is scare from nothing, it's just that my hair are cool like they are now. By the way, there is a lot of person inside and I guess we will have to wait for hours, so let it be.
-Ok, so let say if I can obtain a quick rendez-vous for us, you will cut your hair ? She extanted her hand. He looked at her hand and at the queue, he said it was safe, it would be impossible for her to find a niche. He held and both shook their hand to seal the deal.
Zoya pushed the door and went to them, Asad from behind was already enjoying his victory.
-Miss Farooqui and Mr Khan, Zoya said, the woman looked in her book and just nodded at her and replied
-can you wait for 3 minutes, we are about to finish with the customer and we will take both of you. Zoya just nodded, Asad was totally shocked, how did she do ? He yelled inwardly
-how did you ? He said helpless
-I forget to tell you that I'm regular customer here, she smirked
-you are a cheater, Miss Farooqui, I can't believe, my poor hair, he was so sad
-relax, I will take the lead.
After 5 minutes, both were sitting next to each other, Asad was stressed and Zoya rolled her eyes at his childish antics. To confort him, she held his hands :
-trust me, it would be find and you know I will tell them what to do with your hair and I will let you tell me what to do with mine, ok, deal ?
-I will tell them to cut your hair and to color them in red, he pouted
-not a bad idea, I love red afterall
-please Zoya, I won't disturb you anymore, but not my hair
-Asad, stop it now, it will be fine, just trust me, as you ask me to trust you, I want you to trust me too. He sighed in defeat, he had no other choice.
-by the way, I love your hair too and I love their sweetness
-how do you know ? He asked her surprised
-well, it looks like and I touched them already
-when ? he tried to remember
-when I took you to hospital, he nodded like he was convinced. And she added between herself : when you were sleeping. She smiled softly.
The hairdresser came and stood behind Asad, he looked stressed. Zoya came from the front and started to give her directive. She slidded her hands in Asad's hair, staring at him deeply.
-Please, I want a good thing, don't cut too much, just behind his ears and on his neck, she caressed those part and Asad closed his eyes feeling her soft fingers in his hair. And in the front, I want you to accentuate these locks, so he can fold them backwards. She stroke his locks, leaving her hand on his cheek. Asad smiled at her and she smiled back.
Asad decided to play fair and asked for them, to put her hair in soft bun. He didn't want them to diminish the size, just to try bun and he loved to see her neck exposed, but he kept that for him.
After one hour, Zoya was ready and Asad was ready long time ago, as a man, he didn't need too much. He had to admit that it wasn't bad, and she was right, he looked better and younger.
-so ? Do you like it ?
-yes, not bad, he replied nonchalantly
-and...Me ? How do I look ?
-well, it's ok, he replied like he didn't care
-you are still upset because I cheated
-No, he crossed his arms on his chest ignoring her, Zoya just rolled her eyes and went away.
-Miss Farooqui, where are you going ? She didn't answer back, Miss Farooqui, he ran behind her but she kept ignoring him. Zoya, he held her arms to stop her.
-what Mister Khan ? You want to talk now ? She asked annoyed
-Zoyaaa, he pinched the bridge of his nose
-well Mister Khan don't start a game and don't play if you don't want to follow your own rule, first I didn't force you to come, and secondly, you challenge me earlier so until you didn't recognize that I win, I won't stop playing with you., I play with your rules, so if you are not happy, I don't hold you and please just leave.
-Zoya, please, I'm just kidding
She gave him her back, to hide her smile, she faked to be angry at him but she needed to ask him something and the only way from him to not refuse , it's to blackmailed him, it wasn't fair but she didn't care. It was part of her plan, and for the moment, it goes as she want.
-Zoya, please, I'm sorry, she huffed in response, Zoya please I'm sorry, what can I do to please you ?
-I don't know if you will do it afterall,
-I do anything, just ask,
-ok, I want you to wear your smoking
-now ? Here ? He asked confused
-yes, she was firmed
-why ?
-see, if you don't want, forget and everyone will go in his way
-ok, ok, I will do it, but where ?
-in the toilet, and because I want to play fair, I will also wear my new dress
-really ? She nodded, Ok I guess I have no choice, she moved her head negatively.
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