“You don’t have to if you don’t want to.” His eyes rose to her.
“You mean that?”
“Yes.”
“It’s the savings… I had never imagined that the opportunity of a lifetime would not be as financially sound for me. If I want that house in Srinagar, with the property rates inflating thanks to the infra monster Atharva and Qureshi have unleashed… I will need to save every penny.”
He smiled. “Who else do you want with you in that house?”
“Mom and Dad.”
“And?”
“My hammock.”
“That’s for sure, since all this property scouting is happening for that one hammock.”
She nodded.
“And?”
Two could play at this game. “And…”
“And?”
“Oh…” she bounced.
His brows rose.
“And my hatchback! You know I bought a cute red car in Srinagar?”
“Only you would call a car by its colour and cuteness. What model is it?”
“Hyundai petrol.”
“That’s the car company.”
She scowled. He pulled her face closer and kissed her mouth.
“I think,” he said slowly, heightening her hopes. “You should also have a pain relief spray in your house.”
Amaal grabbed her pillow and slapped it across his body. He laughed, trying to get up.
“Listen,” she caught his elbow.
“Hmm.” He sat back down.
“We are not telling everyone yet, right?”
“Telling everyone what?”
“That… this happened.” She gestured between their chests.
“No.” He circled her hand on his elbow. “I don’t think we should, yet.”
“Hmm.”
“Hmm?” A naughty little tilt tipped his lips.
