~~~Eve's POV~~~

Oh stop him!! He looked so damn handsome in that red shirt. I could feel the excitement rise within me, the same one which causes hormones in my body to misbalance when I see some drool worthy people.

Goodness! His expression. You know he looked up a bit sideways, flaunting his carved-by-God jawline and oh so perfect face. He is so downright hot. I begin to trust Lil on that.

I really wanted to tell him that he looked perfect in that red shirt but I couldn't gather enough courage to let my ego deflate. I wouldn't let him hover above me. Though, that would be seen but still.

"Andy? Are you mad?" I pulled his hair as he rested his head back on my lap.
"You should have guessed it. What do you expect from a person who'd be in your company?" He smirked.

"Tomorrow I'm going to office. I'll be visiting her and so I'll be late." I told him, smoothing out his hair.
I loved soft hair. And Andy's were the epitome. They were so silky that at times I was jealous. Can any one have hair softer than his?

"Is there anything wrong?" He asked.

"He had something to talk about Andy. He doesn't ever come to my room like this. But now, since you've pissed him off, he is not gonna speak." I accused.

"If there is anything important, he can simply reach out to you and talk. No need to think too much." He replied.

We chatted randomly for what seemed like hours. I was so happy to have him back. We were like knowing each other inside out. He showed everyone that he had those romantic feelings for me but I never felt uncomfortable around him. He never, like never did anything which I didn't like. Inside, we both knew that we didn't like each other that way. But love, chemistry and attachment between us was unfathomably excellent.

We have had situations like 'go to hell, die and don't ever show me your idiotic face again' but we stuck up together.

He is the only one who was allowed in my bed. Because Matt would jump like a trampoline on it and that would irritate me. Ava was that 'hard mattress' one and Lilly wouldn't like it because 'Matt' wasn't allowed.

"Hey! What's so wrong about it?" Andy pulled my cheeks.
"Andy you know..." I trailed unable to decide if I should tell about the morning incident.

"I'd know only if you'll tell." He said.
He was eyeing me so weirdly.
"Something odd happened." I muttered.
"Cmon speak. Not that I'm going to kick you out of the room." He said cockily.

"In the morning, I got down from the car and while Matt and Phill left the garage, I asked him about his hand. He didn't stop so I pulled him back and shut the garage shutter."
"Then?"
"I asked him to retreat but he didn't listen so I pulled out my gun and acted like I'm going to shoot him dead."
"Then?"
"At first, he didn't obey but then he started to shift back."
"Then?"
I scrunched up my nose at his expression.
"He ... pulled me by the waist and tightened his grip."

"Then?" A more eager one.
"Stop it. What's with then? Idiot." I snapped.
"Ok sorry! So then?"
"Sss. Again?" I got seriously irritated.
"It wasn't intentional. Just go on, you're taking breaks. So th... yeah next?"
I smiled irritatingly at his innocence.

"You know I felt like some thing heavy is dangling into my tummy from my diaphragm. It was like I am completely hot from top to bottom and at that place, there is a source of dry ice.

It felt that the vibes I was emitting will swallow me. It was awkward. I wouldn't let him guess it but it was exceptional. First of all, I'm ugly enough, secondly nobody dares to do that and thirdly, even if I've danced with people, this was a novel feeling. I felt anxious. I don't know how to describe it. Heartbeat reaching new milestones, anger as well because I had to snap at him." I didn't look in his eyes.

"Mmh." He turned serious.
"Yesterday, I was talking to him and he kept a finger on my lips. I felt heat here on my cheeks. I don't know. It's odd. He shouldn't affect me." I confessed.

"I see." He replied.
"What do you see?" I asked.
"That you're paying too much attention to him. You're beginning to like him, right?" He raised an eyebrow.

Not as perfect as him but yeah, I loved this more than that.

"No. It's not possible. He's different. He's arrogant. He's mean. He is not caring. He.."
I listed the reasons for not liking him.
"He is the perfect height, perfect face, perfect personality and the perfect man for you." He contradicted, leaving a very small room for argument.

"No Andy. He is not my type. Like no. Seriously. I don't like him." I don't like idiots.
Eve, you don't like him.

Eve you don't like him.

Eve you do not like him.

Eve you DO NOT like him.

No.

Eve you ...

I don't like him.

Hmm.

We talked for some more time before I asked him to lay down properly, resting my head on his shoulder, my arm around him, I fell asleep.
I couldn't sleep last night. The wound was paining a lot and the chair wasn't as pleasant.
:::

"Morning SJ." Andy greeted as he sat himself on the table.

"Morning Llan. I hope you're comfortable at my house." He asked.
"No. Eve doesn't ..." He started.
"Andy one rubbish word against me and you'll be thrown outta this place. You don't know me." I glared.

"Would you ever stop bossing people around Miss Stanford? Shouting and screaming at everyone. If he's not comfortable in your room, why are you hell bent on asking him to stay. He can accommodate himself in the guest room." He gritted.

"Mr Jayce, first of all its you who boss people around and not me. Secondly, I would very much appreciate if you would keep your abnormally beautiful nose out of our business. It's between him and I. You better stay away." I spat.

"Woah woah! Guys, nothing to heat up. Calm." Andy suggested.

"Morning Landon." Daddy greeted him. "Morning sweetie! Morning son."
"Morning daddy!" I replied.
Lizardman nodded.
"Morning uncle! Slept well?" Andy teased. He knew that daddy was a person who could not go without working out, yet he played along, asking if he slept late.
"Very well." Daddy rolled his eyes.
"So what's with that new car children?" He asked.
"Daddy, I've my birthday next week so Andy gifted me that car designed by him with some special features. It's nice, isn't it?" I chirped excitedly.

"Yeah it is." Daddy remarked

"But I thought the money was paid from your account?" Aren't the lizardmen given lessons about personal space?
No I guess.

"My money, his money." I pursed my lips.
"Eve I forgot to ask if you were hurt that day?" Daddy intervened in our glare competition, concern written all over his face.

"No daddy. I'm absolutely fine." I glanced at him to see his eyes narrowed in response to my lie.

"Breakfast ready kiddos!" Mommy's voice resonated from the kitchen.
"I'm coming mommy!" I said and carefully got up, trying my best not to hiss due to the aching wound.
We had the breakfast.

"Me Jayce? You wanted to talk to me about something?" I spoke awkwardly but trying to be polite.

"Not that it matters to you." He snapped.
"Why are you always so rude?" I folded my arms.
"You need to work to find the reasons. You never do anything wrong. It's always me." He snapped again.

"What's wrong with you?"

"E come on I'm leaving."

Ughgh my life. Interruptions.

"Go go." He spat and walked past me, carefully turning and preventing our shoulders from brushing against each other. This made the cold cloud of nonexistent and supposedly imaginary dry ice cloud rising in my stomach to settle down.

I rushed and Andy dropped me at the office.
The second round of debugging was going on and then the mock testing was due.

Also, the computer dealers had to meet me today. That -fill-an-offensive-word-here man had to be handed to the police and it would be hell lot of difficult for them to control the rebel for sometime.
Now the absence of an illegal drug supplier and smuggler would cause some people to ballistic or not?
My mind wandered back to him. What did he have to talk about? Why does he have so many mood swings?

Then I thought about Mia and our talk yesterday evening. She tried to hide her excitement as she had made a new friend.
I had to go and meet her today.

Andy's words also made their way into my head in the form of echoes.
'You are beginning to like him.'
It's not possible.
It can't be so.
Our deal included no strings attached.
Even if he's downright hot, exceedingly dignified, strong and powerful, has a heart hidden deep inside but present for sure, playful at very rare times and caring; I can't like him. Anyway.

I should focus. I should think of things which I don't like.
How about Mr Jayce?
Hehe I like you.
For accepting that I don't like him.

Once finished with my work for the day, I left to meet Mia.
"Good evening Daughter." I greeted.
"Hello mom!" She hugged me.
"So? Is everything fine? How is the doctor?" I asked her.
We were sitting in the private room which she had been allotted.
She wanted it to be private.
"She is nice. But mom, I still .. Still can't talk to her about it. I don't want to. It wasn't so with you. I felt easy to talk to you about it. That's why I never had trouble in accepting you as my mother. I feel like you will protect me from everything. It's not like it's a sudden thing. I've felt it since the moment I first talked to you." She said as I held her against my chest, rubbing my hand soothingly up and down her back.
"Hmm. Go on. I like this. I don't like awkwardness in relationships. I want you to be what you are with me. That is why I kept video calling you. I think we know each other enough to start out mom-daughter relationship." I smiled.
I felt guilt gnaw my insides. I hadn't told her that I am married.
"Mom."

I didn't want to accept that. I know I was doing injustice to both him and her. But it would be odd.
"Mom."

Like me mom and him dad. No. I don't want to imagine.
But how long could I keep it a secret? How would it all be managed?
I didn't know.
"Mom!"
"Yeah?" I cracked, coughing slightly.
"What happened?"
"Nothing."
"Tell me.." She pouted.
"Work tension." I smiled.
"Don't worry." She said lightly.
"What's wrong?" I asked sensing her discomfort.
"Whenever he had bad days at work or his deals didn't work out, he would beat me up." Tears started streaming down her face, slowly.
"Don't cry baby. It's fine. I know he was a big part of your life. Shit happens and you need to move on. Just flush him like you flush shit." I tried to lighten the mood.
Gross!
I know right?

"Mom. Yuck."
"Seriously. Wait." I got up and taking a price of paper from the side drawer which was kept for the patient. I didn't understand the logic though.
If someone's ill , how can he/she possibly write.
Whatever.

"Take this. Write his name two times separately." I said.
"But.."
"Do it. I'm here with you."
She wrote down it with shaking hand.
"Now come with me." I took her hand.
Once into the washroom, I asked her to tear it.
"Tear the chit into confetti." I told her.
She did.
"Drop them and flush."
The loud sucking noise of flush echoed in the air as the paper bits vanished.
She smiled. Really.
And I realised that a happy face smiling is far better than a handsome one.
Remember his smile at Gab's sight?
What about it?
Would you just stop talking about him?

"What about this?" She asked raising the one chit left.
"Write 'dead' on it." I turned serious.
"I'm.. Sure?" She asked.
"Yeah."
She did it.
"Flush it again." I giggled.
"God!" She smiled a bit.
We flushed it and went back into the room.
"Now, .."
"Thanks a lot. I don't know what to say." She fiddled with her hands.
"Hey. Shush. I don't like thank you 's. But Mia see, don't mind if I scold you at times. Like of course mother daughter ones but yeah, I kind of get pissed off easily. I lose temper very quickly. I immediately go from 'You matter a lot to me' to 'Get lost' and all. Don't take it seriously. I really feel connected to you." I rambled.
"I've been through hell. You're the best thing ever happened to me Mom. I never felt this feeling of being important to anyone. I used to think that even if I got away from him, I'll never get over the fear. You know that flush thing worked." She laughed dryly.
"What about your new friend?" I changed the topic.
"She's about my age." She smiled.
"Uhuh! That's good."
"She came to visit someone in the hospital. I met her and she seemed friendly." She explained.
"Good. Tell me this, did you meet the male doctor."
"Yeah? I don't like him." She said.
"Why?" I frowned.
She looked at me and then looked down.
"You can tell me anything. Did he do anything to you? I'm going to rip apart his hair." I felt the beast rising.
"Calm down. You don't need to do any such thing. He didn't do anything. I don't like him that's it. Seriously." She said.
"How about you tell me the truth?"
"He told the nurse that I'm not supposed to use phone here. I can't call you, and not at all after 8." She ranted.
"What? Oh god baby. See that is not good for your health no. Once you're out of here and I've introduced you to my family, we'll always be together. I've to go to office you know and also you will attend the school." I grinned.
"School?" She croaked.
"Yeah? So?"
"I won't go there. What if someone asks me? What if someone says anything? No. Please."
"You need not be afraid. You've to fight the battle. I'm going to be there and you're going to school. Nothing's going to go wrong. Understood. Don't bother yourself. Stay normal."
I explained.

"Are you sure?"
"Yeah. Of course. It's amazing. My friends are going to be greatly helpful. Andy is in town." I told her. She knew Andy as they had had a talk over video conference.
"Oh. How's your family? Who all are there?"
"Correction. How's our family?"
Pair of glassy eyes met mine.
A stroked her cheek slightly.
"They are incredible. They are loving, they are caring, they are wonderful. My moms my dads my brother, nah he's a jerk, and my friends." Him?
Shut up.
He is your family Eve.

"Moms and dads?" She raised her cute little eyebrows.
"My mom and dad, my favourite uncles and my favourite aunt." I sighed.
"Mm. Do they know about me?"
"My dads and brother know."
"Brother?"
"See he and I are worst enemies. I hate him. We had a fight." I ranted immediately shutting my mouth as I realised my child like words.
"Seriously?"
"It depends. When we are not fighting, we are the best people together. But once into a fight, God knows."
She nodded, a small smile forming on her lips.
"Maam your session is over." A pitchy voiced woman popped her head.
"Fine." She left.
"She could've knocked." I huffed.
"Anyways. Time to leave. Take care. Don't stress. I'm with you. And I'll talk to that oldie about phone thing." I winked getting up and straightening my clothes.
"Mom, I want to get out of here quickly." Her tongue slipped probably.
"Uh.. I mean..."
"You don't need to explain. I'll do it as soon as possible." I reassured placing a kiss at her forehead and hugging her a goodbye, I moved out.

Having talked to the doctor about her, I left the hospital. I forgot that I had to visit the lawyer for the papers and all.
Good evening boss. His voice greeted.
Evening. Tell me about him.. I questioned.
Boss we've handed him over. He is still unable to walk. Nowhere has there been anything fishy so that means something big is waiting. I also checked upon the lawyer. He wants to meet you tomorrow. They are finalised.
Comfort washed over me but was soon replaced by worry.
I didn't know how I'd manage.

"She's late. It's fine nothing can harm her." I heard Andy say.
"Who?" I chirped.
"You." He informed me.

The jerk was back in his navy blue tuxedo.
"Good Evening Mr Jayce." I smiled professionally.

"Evening." I'm pretty sure about my teeth theory.
He can't smile.

At me at least.

Who's complaining?

Nah! Not me.

No.

"Andy you go. I'm coming." I asked him to leave.

"But?"
I was too tired to argue.
"You can have my ice cream." I gritted.
"Oooh! Fine but.."
"Andy by five if you're not gone, I swear you'll sleep in the garden." I shouted.
"Fine." He spat.
"Yeah? So.."
"Why are you so persistent?" He asked.
I am going to kill a billionaire.
You with me?

But his expression didn't hold anger or sarcasm.
"I just wanted to ask. You don't want to tell, just say no. But I reckon it was an important thing if you took pain enough to grace my room with your arrogant presence." I said softly, not forgetting to say something irritating to him.
"At least you realise." He looked away.
"Is everything alright?" I questioned looking at his composure. He did not shout at me. Something must be wrong.
"Come with me." I said.
"I said come with me duffer." I pulled him.
He tagged along, not looking at me.

Once outside his room, I checked if there was anyone there. Finding no one, I asked, "Does your hand hurt? Are you unwell? You have to shout at me man. What's wrong? Cmon tell me before I fulfil my promise to kill you." I threatened. Why the hell did he snicker at my threat?
What was so funny about it?

Ughgh.

"I'll be missing my women. I'm leaving for a two week official tour tomorrow. I'll even be checking out your places." He answered.
Had it been woman?

Ignored.
You know he's so clever that he says two different things in a sentence and I'm left gaping at him, unable to decide what to do.

"So take them along no. Why put such a melancholy facade and show it around? And why the hell did you think I'll be interested in hearing about them. Jerk-pit." I whisper yelled.
He ignored it.
"I've a meeting with a person. He's a .... Let's say an idiot. We have met twice before and the deal doesn't work out. His partnership can be hell lot of a help for my company. A relation if established would be one of the greatest achievement of my company, the designer one. But he's pathetic as you would call. He's rude and gruff. I don't want to see his face. But yet again we've to meet him." He said.

Flipping freakish Fleming flames?
Spooky cookies?

Jolly jellies?

"Did you just rant?" I said excitedly.
"Thought I could." He said boringly.
"Aww! You look like you got dumped by your women"  I smirked.
"Can we stop talking about that? Nonexistent things." He said.
"Don't lie. I bet such women exist." I folded my arms.
"They exist but they are not mine. I hope you know that." He snapped.

"You snapping blabbering monster. Rudey! Show me your hand." I ignored him.
"Leave my hand."

"I'm not interested to hold it." I said immediately as he pulled away his hand like Professor Quill did when Harry touched him.
Forget it Eve.

"I know that."
"Congratulations."
"So.." The nerve of him.

"I don't want to talk." I murmured angrily.
"But your standing here says something else." He smirked.
"You're so impossible." I said and turned to leave.

"Your courtesy. Ouch." He exclaimed gruffly.
"What happened?" I retreated with widened eyes.
"Got you. Anyways, don't cry if I leave tomorrow."
"I've better company now." I smirked and walked away.

I hate him. There were so many thoughts in my head that I was feeling like running away. I don't know if that would help because the mind remains the same.
When am I going to announce the update of my website?
Would people approve of it?
How are the statistics of my company?

I slowly wandered into the garden.
Think about what you want to...
How many interviews will I have to take personally?
His finger on your lips.
Oh shut up. I'm trying to avoid it.
Thats the problem.
So what do I do?
Confront him?

I should have guessed that no amount of thrashing can slap sense into that thick skull of yours. What do I say to him?

Hey Mr Jayce, you know you're way of talking to me when you're friendly was just so enchanting?
I felt bad when you turned into your true self?
The way you helped me with my coat was totally so euphoric now that I know your true motive?
Though it was totally crazy for you to come trailing behind me and expose my secretive things, I was so happy someone like you can care?
I was glad you didn't move away from that chair at night when I gave you a full opportunity to do so, because that prevented me from getting defamed among my fellow gangmates?
You looked kind of a teeny weeny cute when you rant?

You can be sweeter to me?
I feel awkward whenever I think about your random actions?

My mind wanders a lot to how you licked the chocolate after wiping it off my chin?

Shall I tell him all this?
You were saying the number of people you need to interview, right?
That's a thing you should call a meeting about.
What about Mia? You know she needs your time as well.

God! Do something.

DML.

It's already ducked up.

I sat down beside the rose bushes on the slightly wet grass, hoping the world to stop for sometime.

'Even a bed of roses will have thorns.' A text plopped up on my phone.
I looked it up to see a text from dad.

'How do you know? I looked around, vigilantly.
'I know.'
'Cmon dad.' I whined internally.
'I asked Andy where you were and he sent me your picture. Other thing, I'm your dad.'
'Oh I didn't know that. Love you. Good night. You need to sleep.' I texted back, typing with one hand as the other soothed out the one from cold.
'You too. Take care.'
'Yup. How's mom? I forgot to ask.'
'Didn't you have a talk with her in the evening?' I could here his voice speaking in my head.

'Dad, let's not forget that Dr Banner takes five minutes at max to turn into hulk. Lol, delete it. Or I'm sure I'm dead.'

'Hehe. I'm better experienced sweetheart. And hey, she's your mom'
'Dad what's wrong? You text your daughter at eleven just to tell that you are her father and your wife is her mom?' I played.

'I'm so worried about you. Why do you always do such things?'

'Dad, if Uncle David's parents hadn't allowed him to join police services then do you think that murderer who killed that old lady would have been caught?'
'You're so argumentative.'
He must've shaken his head.
'Sleep dad. Night❣'
'I'll talk to you tomorrow.'

Tomorrow?
Shit! He's leaving.
My birthday.

It doesn't matter. In Fact it's better. A birthday without the lizardman.

I guess so.

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Hey berries!
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