*smirks*

Ella's POV:

What reason will I give for my presence?

I came to meet you? No.

I wanted to talk to you? I could do that over the phone.

I was passing by your house so I decided to meet you? He gives this reason everytime.

Asher suspects you? No.

I don't think there is anything wrong in meeting a person without a particular reason.

But why do I want to meet him?

Because it's been a month since we last met.

But usually we used to meet just once a year. Then why am I dying to meet him now?!

Maybe because I just spent a lot of time with him and...maybe he is not that...bad.

"Do you like him?" Asher's words were echoing in my mind day and night.

I don't like him, he is just a friend.

And besides, I have a boyfriend.

In which you are losing interest.

Shut up!

I miss that idiot.

I hate to admit it but I do miss him.

Whenever I am with Asher, it feels that I am not myself that I am not being myself, I am trying to present myself in a better way to Asher.

But with Nelson, I am always myself. He has a warm vibe...he makes you feel comfortable except when he acts very very strange.

Why am I even comparing them both with each other?!

There has to be some reason for which I can go to his house.

Think, Ella, think.

So, I thought and thought and thought untill mom called.

"Hey, mom", I greeted her.

"Ella, how are you?"

"I am fine, mom. What about you?"

"I am good too. I actually made chicken tikka today, wanna have some?"

"Yes, of course! I am coming."

She chuckled and the she mumbled to herself, "I even have to give it to Nelson."

"Mom?"

"Yes?"

"I can give it to Nelson."

"Really? Are you going there?"

"Umm...yeah, I wanted to talk about something to him so I will give it to him too."

"That's nice. Okay, come fast."

"Yes, yes. I am coming."

Atleast I have a reason now.
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After I had my mom's famous chicken tikka, she packed some for Nelson and gave it to me.

It was evening when I reached his house and rang the doorbell.

"Is Nelson home?", I asked his housekeeper who opened the door.

"Yes, he is in the gym."

I gave the packet to him saying, "Can you please keep it in the kitchen?"

He nodded taking the packet from me and I said again, "Umm...can you take me to the gym?"

"Yes, of course, Miss Resf."

I followed him inside and we walked past the kitchen into a corridor where he gestured towards a door which I guess was the gym.

I nodded to him and he left.

I opened the door and stepped inside a huge gym equipped with all the gym equipments.

I noticed him at the far end of the gym where he was running on a treadmill with earphones in his ears.
He was shirtless and wore just a pair of sweatpants.

"Nelson?", I called out walking closer to him.

Of course he didn't hear me.

I saw a tennis ball lying on the floor so I picked it up and aiming at him, I threw it on his back.

He was startled as he immediately stopped the treadmill and removed his earphone and turned around.

"Hey, idiot", I grinned when I saw his eyes widen in surprise on seeing me.

"What are you doing here?"

"Why? Can't I come here? Atleast I didn't barge in like you do everytime, oh...you don't barge in, you call my housekeeper and she lets you in."

"You can come but...why are you here?"

"Mom made chicken tikka today, I came to give it to you."

"And where is it?"

"I gave it to Bailey."

"Oh."

My eyes wandered down to his naked chest to his abs and they stopped at the tattoos that were at the side of his abs. He had a number of stars tattooed that were of different size.

"You have tattoos?"

He rolled his eyes. "Duh."

"I am seeing it for the first time." I walked closer.

My eyes were fixed on his tattoo because all of a sudden I was fascinated by them.

When I was close enough, I lifted my finger and gently traced the tattoo with my index finger.

From the corner of my eyes, I saw his body getting tensed as his breath hitched.

My finger trailed away from the tattoo towards his abs.
His body was hard and warm; a tingling sensation shooting in my veins wherever my finger trailed off to.

"Ella", he whispered hoarsely.

With my finger still lingering on his abs, I lifted my head.

"Yes?", I whispered back.

He closed his eyes. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing", I whispered.

"Fuck", he cursed underneath his breath and opened his eyes.

He grabbed my hand and removed it and took a step back.

What the fuck am I doing?!

Even I took a step back and cleared my throat embarrassingly as my cheeks heated up.

My gaze was lowered, I trailed my eyes on the floor when it fell on the mattresses that were spread on the floor at the corner of the room.

Hoping to change the topic, I asked, "What are those mattresses for?"

"An area for fighting."

I looked up at him. "Fighting? Whom do you fight with?"

"Matt."

"And who wins?"

"Sometimes Matt, sometimes me."

"Wanna fight?", he questioned in a challenging tone.

"Bring it on."

Thankfully I was wearing a pair of leggings and a T-shirt.

He smirked and we walked to that area.

"At the end of two minutes, whoever has the other person down, wins", he stated the rule and set a two minute timer on his phone.

We both took our stance.

We both moved in circles untill I blow a punch which he dodged.

He had that mischievous glint in his eyes as if he could see me losing.

I won't lose, especially to him.

This time he blowed a punch which I dodged.

After a few seconds, I punched him on his shoulder and he winced.

He was still recovering from it when I kicked him on his thigh and he fell back on the mattress.
I was about to rejoice but he got up quickly.

And he landed a punch on my jaw, it was not too hard but enough to make me groan a little.

Feeling annoyed, I attacked him again, this time on his stomach but he was quick to catch my hand and overturn me, making me fall down on the mattress.

He was about to hold me down but I kicked him on his stomach making him stumble back and I got up.

We still had 50 seconds.

And for the next 45 seconds all I did was to dodge his attacks and punch him here and there.

In the last five seconds, I kicked him again on the thighs and made him trip down and that's when the timer went off.

"I won!", I exclaimed.

He was still lying down on his back breathing heavily watching me closely.

"You lose, idiot."

Ten seconds passed by and we both were still in the same position, breathing heavily.

Then I extended my arm towards him. "Come on."

He lifted his body a little and grabbed my arm but... instead of pulling himself up, he pulled me down.

I landed on his chest.

In a moment, he flipped us over and I was lying underneath him. He had a smirk on his face.

"You were saying something?"

His face was too close, I could feel his hot breath fanning my cheeks.

I took a sharp intake of breath.

His eyes flickered down to my lips and mine flickered to his.

I bit down on my bottom lip and he groaned deeply making me stare at him with wide eyes.

His pupils dilated and I guess mine were too.

Maybe none of us knew that this innocent, friendly fight would turn into something so dangerous.

You could feel the sexual tension.

There was this part of my mind that was shouting that it's wrong but then there was this other part that wanted nothing but to kiss him as his tongue darted out to wet his lips.

My eyes fluttered close and that moment I was just waiting to feel his lips upon mine, to feel them pressed up against mine, to taste them, to bite them, to suck them but they never did. I won't even regret it.

But they never came down on mine.

When I opened my eyes, he was smiling. A mischievous smile.

"You are quite easy to seduce, Resf."

When I realised what he said and what just happened, I pushed him.

"Fuck off, idiot!"

I immediately got up and maintained some distance between us.

I can't believe I am so desperate to kiss him.

You like him.

Shut up!

"Still can't stop thinking about me?", he asked amusingly waving his hand infront of my eyes.

"I-I...am going."

"Bye, Resf and dream of me!"

"Very funny", I said on my way out.

But I did dream of him that night.

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