Mine To Be Called ✓

~~•Eighty•~~

"So pretty. Every place here is more beautiful than the former one. One can't keep their eyes off them. Masha Allah," she murmured, in awe seeing the water sprouting from the magnificent fountain in the far right area of the Eagle Brae.

As the sun was slowing setting, the sky gained an orange tinge, and with that, a cold breeze swayed around, sending whacks of chills to run down everyone's spine. Right now, Andaleeb was wearing a black high neck with a blue checkered pattern frock that was reaching her ankles. The inkling of their love, which was in the form of that lock and key necklace, was resting delicately over the black fabric overlying her neck and chest. She was wearing a black stylish hat over her gorgeous brown, slightly curly hair. Today, she wanted them to do a matching pair of clothes; hence, Masab was also wearing a black shirt with a blue sweater and black sweatpants.

"You know what?" She chimed, turning around and wrapping her arms around Masab's shoulders. "I love you more with each passing day. But I love you much more because of the fact that you are taking me to visit the places around the world. I love traveling."

He grabbed her hands and kissed both of them one by one before folding his own arms around her slim and curvy waist. "I love you too, my love. And why would I not fulfill your dream of traveling? After all, I found you on one of such time. I will always cherish your love of traveling."

She laughed wholeheartedly at this. "Yes, you laid your bad eye on me, and its effect is still ongoing."

He frowned, tightening his grip over her back. "Bad eye. Hmm?"

She batted her eyelashes in fake innocence. "Yes, bad eye. Black magic. You used every dark thing on me. Didn't you?"

He bent down to her level and whispered in her ear, "Let's go back to our resort bedroom this night and then I'll use other dark things on you, sweetheart."

"I'll wait for that," she grinned but then suddenly put a serious face. "You know what Masab? I first resented the fact that I visited New York that month with my sister. I hated that why I had to leave my hotel alone that evening and why my timing should have matched with when you found me. But now I am pretty sure that I am overloaded with joy now that all of this has happened. It's crazy how we came across each other and how we fell in love with each other."

Suddenly, the cold waft of air moved around, which made Andaleeb shiver. She hugged herself with her arms. She should have perhaps grabbed a jacket on their way to this resort. She had underestimated the cold weather of here.

Masab sandwiched her cold hand between both of his bigger ones. "It's getting cold. Let's get something hot to drink. Coffee or something."

Andaleeb nodded and then they went to the nearby cafe. Masab ordered mocha coffee while she, as expected, a fond of hot chocolate, ordered it. And as in the other instances together, they loved even this small and simple moment as well. Because it wasn't about having coffee together; it was about the fact that they had another memory to make.

Another memory to cherish till forever.

Masab took a generous sip of his coffee but seeing Andaleeb taking the delightful sips of her delicious hot chocolate, he paused. The way she was making sounds of relish and the way her gorgeous and kissable pink lips were folding around the straw, he couldn't even seem to breathe at this sensual sight. This woman surely knew how to make him go crazy for her. She would surely be his death someday.

Masab left his cup and then headed for her hot chocolate. "I want to have some of this."

Andaleeb narrowed her eyes at him before pushing her cup away. "Have your own coffee. That's mine."