When Nazneen noticed that Kunal had put his sunglasses on, she instantly knew that he was affected. But she still played coy as it worked in her favour to pretend not to be affected. The lawyer was aware her ex-boyfriend still knew all her mannerisms and tics, however, things could end up working out differently... it all depended on how far she could take things without losing the inner battle. He was obviously expecting her to falter but not without a challenge.
Walking inside the bungalow had Nazneen almost stopping in awe. It was beautiful and definitely the type of place she had envisioned for herself a long time ago... with a husband, children, lots of parties and good times - being the hostess with the 'mostest'. The twenty-two year old Nazneen would have scoffed at her right now, complaining that she was an old spinster who couldn't land a single man. Biting her lip to avoid continuing that train of thought, she continued following Kunal until she saw his mouth drop open in shock. She couldn't help the laugh that escaped and quickly covered her mouth. "I don't know about your Naz, but this Naz is finally going to let you have your way with those fast food joints you like so much." It was way too much fun watching him as he processed her words and the grin on her face was wide enough to match the sunshine outside.
"That would be nice K. I should know where I'll be sleeping... although with the weather this beautiful, I wouldn't be surprised if I fall asleep by the pool," she answered, letting him lead her to an entrance with double doors already opened and the sunshine bathing the room with an incredible early evening glow. It was at that moment that she realised this wasn't her room, but theirs. She could have hit her head with her hand in a d'oh moment as she recalled his cryptic way of speaking, but refrained because she still didn't want him to have the upper hand.
Deciding to let things be as they were, she walked further into the bedroom, and peeked inside the ensuite, not at all surprised by how spacious it was. The sunken bathtub gave her ideas for Sunday which she hoped would work with him... and if not, well, then all the more space for her. Smiling at her wicked thought, she continued through to the walk-in robe which looked more like a dressing room. Ignoring one complete side of the aread, she looked over the few shirts and pants Kunal had, admiring how his clothing taste had evolved, but still favoured classic cuts. Nazneen recognised how much had changed between them, but also how much still remained the same. It was like picking up a book years later and seeing it through another perspective. She gently placed her overnight bag on a shelf and walked back to the bedroom, glad she had agreed to this weekend.
"Well K, you've outdone yourself. The place is fantastic, and I'm thinking the tub would be a great way to spend a lazy Sunday afternoon. So, what's the plan now sir? A house tour or just relaxing? Because I'm up for both." While she could have thanked him in other ways, it was too early for her to give up. So this would be a better way to enjoy her time before he started trying to rile her up. Nazneen was not going to give in... no matter how much she wanted to. Even if he was serving himself up on a platter for her to enjoy. Oh you are a goner Naz.
