"YOU SEEM TO KNOW A LOT ABOUT TRADITIONS! "

"What is your favourite cake flavour??"

"Vanilla. "

"So I did guess it correct."

Kian said, smiling proudly, in Tinsley's direction as he continued to drive them to their new apartment.

"Although I do like other flavours too vanilla is my gem."

Tinsley mumbled, loving this small cosy conversation they were having. It was a pep talk. They were both learning each other likes and dislikes.

Even though she did remember his likes and dislikes from childhood but listening to his answer now...most of them had changed.

"Since you made it very clear, you do not like sweet stuff, I will not ask your favourite cake flavour."

Kian nodded in approval at his wife's remark. It was no use of asking him that.

"You get me so quickly." Kian chuckled.

"Just like you get me."

Tinsley blushed, replying the same to him.