Lunch was a gourmet grilled chicken, roasted red pepper, and arugula sandwich with Sriracha mayonnaise; a spicy, flavorful sandwich bought in the food...market as I shopped for dinner. I never bought more than a couple of meals ahead of time. Strolling through the bustling market studying fresh fish in beds of shaved ice and delectable cuts of different meats behind glass counters was fun to me. I would pick a protein and let it and my imagination guide the menu for the night.The milk-fed veal. The noise originating deep in her throat died away. “Why are you doing that?” he asked, pausing. “I can be animalistic,” she said. “Primal.” Her eyes were on his, and he could not look away. “Biting and growling?” he asked. New surprises every second, this one. She made an impatient movement with her hips, trying to get his still fingers moving. “I can bite, yes. I want to growl and make noises. But that scares my husband.” He remained quiet. “Do I scare you?” she asked, almost pleading. He. The back of the basement was mostly windows to allow as much light as possible. A pair of doors opened to a lower, covered area beneath the deck.We went back upstairs and Molly returned to the kitchen and sat for a moment on an old stool someone had left behind. She put her head in her hands and was silent for a while.Finally she looked at me."Jack, I don't understand any of this. Did you win the lottery or something?" she asked in a completely serious voice."No, nothing that complicated. This. Breakfast karne ke baad main apni car mein baithkar subah 7 baje ghar se nikal gaya. Thik 8 baje Anupriya ke ghar ke gate par pahunch gaya. Anupriya mera wait kar rahi thi. Anupriya ne uss din brown jacket, red top inside, blue jeans pehna hua tha. Woh bohut hot lag rahi thi.Fir Anupriya mere car ke front seat par baithi. Uske baad hum dono uske ghar se nikalkar 30 minute mein Sharjah mein Shashank ke office pahunch gaye. Shashank ke office pahunchne par Anupriya mujhe apne sath uske cabin mein.