9. A Brunch

They say a way to man’s heart is through stomach. What about women, how do you get to their heart? ~ A. Gupta

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VIOLET

A Week Later...

“You have to stop doing that.” I said, keeping my voice devoid of any emotion even though a part of me revolted at the thought of him not being here the first thing I see in the morning.

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Since that day a week ago, Cole had been appearing on my doorstep with a new bouquet of flowers in his hand. And it wasn’t just the flowers, to my utter surprise after that impromptu kiss, that I might or might not have played a million times in my mind, when I had woken up the next day I had found him still in the hallway outside my door. He was sleeping with his back against the wall, one knee bent on which he rested his arm and head. Looking like the man stepped out of a medieval era, waiting for his lover to come and meet him.

I had stood there, watching him, almost lost and contented to just watch him. And now I have half done painting waiting to be complete