The Real Mate

Roshan's mouth was left hanging as his lips parted. It looked like he wanted to say something, or that he had something to say but there were no words that came out of it, as though he was still stricken by the sudden question that unfailingly repeated itself in his ears.

'Do you like me?.....'

Surprisingly, he had only started thinking about that now. The reason he went after the woman sitting in front of him was practically because she interests him in ways he couldn't possibly say, she annoys him to the fullest, no doubt there but he couldn't imagine raising a finger at her, nor will he let anyone else touch her while being alive.