With me running out every night this week and you avoiding her like she’s got the plague her temper’s on the razor’s edge!’ ‘I really hate d...ing this to her Del, but with less than two weeks before the engagement party I really need to get her a ring that’s worthy of her.’ ‘I know ducky,’ Delia said with a soft laugh. ‘I think it’s absolutely lovely and romantic that you’re doing it this way instead of using one of her family’s dusty old heirlooms. I’m sure they’ve got some beautiful things but. The nude remains where she always has been, but she hasbeen temporarily forgotten as the gaze flits here and there; when sheagain commands attention, she seems newly discovered, as if she wereonly now introduced into the room in which is located upon a bedwherein she half-sits, half-declines, studying the white pipe in hergloved left hand.Pastels soften, and a painting full of them--drapes the color of thegolden dawn, cloud-white sheets, a soft-pink blanket, and a carpet thecolor of marigolds. ....I sneered assuredly at him and turned my cards over, showing absolutely NOTHING to work with. It was beyond obvious that my hand wasn't worth betting on to begin with, much less making SUCH a bet with. He looked me in the eye and didn't say anything for the longest time; I was pretty well convinced that in that moment, he knew EXACTLY why I'd gone ahead and made the bet. But then suddenly he winked at me, and turned his own cards over.The man had a fucking high straight flush, all clubs. As. Waise hum apsi rishtedar the or woh mere mummy ki age ki thi isliye koi sak bhi nahi kar sakta tha.usne khana lete waqt mujhse kaha ki yeh paper napkin thik nahi hy ise pls tum dustbin me daal do or mere liye dusra laa o pls.paper napkin me koi prblm nahi tha per sirf itna likha tha 2:30 mere ghar per kal phone karo.meri khusi ka koi thikana nahi tha. Jab mein dusra napkin dene gaya to meine use aankh mari woh red ho gayi. Dusre din phone katne k bajay mein uske ghar pahunch gaya.uske ghar me.