AsYa SS: T.L.C. Chap 16, pg 100 - Page 11

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Chapter 5: Hey Jealousy

Sanity returned as Zoya's mind processed what had happened. She was mortified that she'd got carried away and kissed him, but more than that, she was angry' for all that Mr. Khan went on about values and morals, the man had none to write home about! Kissing her, when he was with already with another girl!!

Asad had already laid the table as Zoya entered the dining area. She sat down quietly and helped herself to some rotis and chicken curry.

"Salad?" asked Asad, breaking the silence. Something was wrong' she seemed distant, preoccupied.

She nodded a yes and let him serve her a bowl, but continued to eat in silence.

Asad's temper was rising' he barely ate anything and got up to clear his plate. What the heck was this all about?! She was intentionally ignoring him.

Zoya's eyes followed his movements from the corner of her eyes' It was such a crime' he was so hot, but such a rake! How could he be so calm'. Like he'd done nothing wrong? Not even an iota of guilt?!

Asad stopped in his tracks and turned back to find her staring at his back. "What's eating you, Zoya? You look like you'd like to have me for dinner, but won't even talk' I'm not going to pretend nothing happened' and I'm not sorry about it either. In fact, I'd love to do it again' if you want to."

The sound of a car driving into the porch stopped the discussion from going any further. They could hear Dilshad and Najma saying their goodbyes to the family that had dropped them off.

Zoya's snapped her jaw back into place. She'd been caught gaping at him! Indignant and embarrassed at what she'd just heard, she muttered under her breath, "I bet it's what he told Ileana as well'"

She hadn't heard Asad creep up beside her. "Ileana?! Why would I tell her that?" he asked her point-blank, frowning. Then it struck him' Zoya had been listening in on his call. He wanted to be upset, but inexplicably wasn't.

He bent down and turned her chair around to face him, his hands on either side of the table as he leaned forward. His lips were inches from hers, his brown eyes boring into hers.

"Aah! No good ever came out of eavesdropping, Ms. Farooqui! You got this one wrong and by the sound of it, you're J E A L O U S," he spelt it out slowly and smiled. "But you've got no reason to be." He kissed the tip of her nose and pulled her against him, taking her lips with a sense of urgency.

The door opened just then. He deftly turned her around, and pretended to readjust some crockery on the table. He looked down at Zoya, struggling to look unaffected. Man! It was much easier for her' he on the other hand, had to do something to hide his arousal.

He sauntered to the kitchen and pretended to look for something in the refrigerator.

Zoya looked at his retreating form, intrigued. So Ileana wasn't who she thought she was. She had to clear the air, and soon.

"Bhai jaan' you finished dinner just now?! It's nearly 10:30!" Najma enquired as she shut the door after Dilshad.

"Did something important come up at work? Got held up?" Dilshad asked, as she walked in and settled on the couch, to catch a breath.

"You could say that Ammi' something really important, that I had to handle myself," he replied, as his lips curved into a wicked smile directed at Zoya. Seemed like everything was in control now and he could head back to the table.

As Asad settled beside her with a glass of ice-cold water, Zoya stifled a giggle, trying to erase the images of Asad's aroused body against hers. "More like felt up," she muttered to herself.

Asad's eyes locked with hers' Gee! He'd heard her! She was mortified' and looked back down at the food on her plate.

"Zoya' beta, you don't have to wait for Asad," Dilshad chided Zoya gently. "Asad' you called home to tell her you'd be late, didn't you? Bechaari' she was probably really hungry," she directed her question at her son.

"Umm' Ammi I did. Yeah, sure seemed like she was' but so was I," Asad nodded innocently.

Not for a minute did Zoya think he was talking about dinner' she looked up to find his eyes on her' his hungry gaze, a reminder of what had just transpired in her room not long ago. Her body was responding' she could feel her nipples harden against her tee'

Zoya consciously pulled her tee away' as she exhaled a deep breath, and gulped some water down. But Asad had already noticed the peaks of her perk breasts pointing at him. He bit his lips to conceal his smile. "Cold Zoya' or' hot for me?" he whispered.

Dilshad looked at her son suspiciously. Something wasn't right with these two' too many smiles being exchanged. Zoya not her exuberant self' Asad had this strange look on this face. But she was exhausted from the evening out.

"I'm tired' think I'll head straight to bed. Najma ' could you clear up, dear?" Dilshad covered her mouth, as she yawned.

"Phuphi' I'll take care of it," Zoya offered. "Najma must be tired too' college, then the wedding. You relax, Tamatar."

As Najma and Dilshad retreated to their room, Asad turned and pulled Zoya into his arms. "Let's get one thing clear Ms. Farooqui' I don't know what you heard' but Ileana is just a business associate and we were discussing a probable collaboration with the company she represents. I kinda like that you were all worked up about that. I'd be if I thought you were with someone else."

The relief was apparent on her face as she reached out and pulled his head towards her to continue where they'd left off before they were interrupted, deepening the kiss, without any guilt.

Asad groaned as their tongues met. He couldn't believe he'd said that' admitted the possibility of being jealous about Zoya's romantic liaisons. But he could seriously get used to this. His body was hardening' and he wanted her, now' on or off the table.

Chapter 6: Ensnared