Saad's pov:
As she was trying to free herself from my grip, my gaze caught her hoodie. I mean the hoodie which she was wearing. I had seen that hoodie somewhere before. Where did I see it? A frown adorned my face as I tried to remember it.
Wait... Wasn't that my hoodie? The one which I took with me to Suva? But what was it doing with her? Although I couldn't ignore the fact that it looked cute on her, I was still curious to know how she got it. But my stubborn wife wouldn't tell me anything.
"Wait a minute, why are you so hot?" I asked her with a frown, bringing one of my hands to her cheek. Opening her eyes slightly, she smiled at me.
"I know I'm hot, aapko abhi pata chal raha hai?" She retorted, amusement clear in her eyes.
(I know I'm hot, you are getting to know that now?)
"Hahaha, very funny!" Replying sarcastically, I narrowed my eyes at her. "Mera matlab tha ke tum itni garam kyu hui wi ho? Bukhar hai kya?" Furrowing my eyebrows, I asked her, concerned.