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He asked her on their way back what she would like to eat and her answer surprised him. “I want Indian food.”

“You like it?” He asked with a cocked eyebrow.

“Yup. Don’t you?” He had never imagined her to be a fan of Indian food.

“I have tasted it occasionally but I am not a big fan.” He replied truthfully.

“Oh you have not eaten their kebabs or rice and curry. It’s delicious.” For the first time, she was talking without looking scared.

He wanted to tell her that she was delicious.

Once they reached the hotel, she ordered it from the hotel’s kitchen while he opened his laptop and sat in the small office.

So, he had to return to work, after all. His mind was asking him questions again. Why did he take her to shopping? Was it an involuntary agreement that he intend to keep her longer? He rubbed his hands on his face. He was changing and he didn’t like it.

He was working and answering mails when he received an unexpected call. It was Matthew. He smiled looking at his best frie
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Admks752003
really,you are treating her like a trash bag
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