Uski har baat muje ajeeb lagti thi.kisi se kuch jyada matlab nhi rakhta tha apne me hi mast rhne wala ladka tha wo gali ki sari ladkiya uspe marti thi...pta nhi kyo okay ek din muje aunty se kuch kaam tha to main unke gahr gyi to maine dekha ke unke ghar me koi nhi hai sirf Deepak tha Wha par muje kuch masti sujhi or us se pucha k tum kisi se baat kyo nhi karte tumhe pata hai gali ki sari ladkiya tum pe marti hai muje ajeeb lga jab usne is baat ka b kuch jawaab nhi diya.pir kya tha main wha se. Still, she seemed to be amused more than angry. In fact, she might even be slightly titillated by his actions."Oh, not at all, Valerie. I can't pretend not to notice, can I?" He smiled. "So pretty and colorful. Kind of decorative, I thought!!" He stared brazenly back at her.Valerie looked steadily into his eyes, her smile never wavering. She had decided she liked this amusing Yank. Enjoyed his blithe overconfidence. She was charmed by his easy-going and open admiration. He seemed to care about. She scooted up onto the high armchair and crossed her legs with an unprecedented grace.The bartender excused herself, as she placed the portable bar tray in from of me and delivered my meal. A reflex action of licking my lips arrived simultaneously with the aroma of the grilled steak. She was watching me, as my dinner was placed before me and the ritual began. I leaned forward slightly and closed my eyes, inhaling the steam that rose from my plate. Once more I licked my lips. My mouth was. " She leaned across the car and tweaked my cheek and said,"Well, it's one of my more endearing qualities." We got out of the car chuckling like a pair of kids and unloaded the boot. Unlocking the house, we lugged the gear inside, there was a pile of mail on the mat, and the answerphone was blinking its urgent red light. There were eighteen messages, I didn't know I was so popular. I flopped down on the sofa while Lena put the kettle on to make us some tea. Luckily, the milk we'd brought back.