#Chapter10
Avatia's POV.
/"So you stay here all day, alone?/" I asked as I put some curry sauce in my mouth. This guy really is a cook.
He walked over to the fridge and took out a can of soda. /"Yeah, but not anymore, you're with me now./" He said raising his eyebrows and wiggling them.
/"Yeah, I'd be here. So, is Mr. Black married?/" I asked eager to know more about the guy I couldn't get out of my mind.
/"Are you for real? How can you ask if the boss is married? Don't you fucking read the mags?/" He asked, purely shocked from my question.
I scratch my forehead. Man I really don't know much about this. /"Is he? /"
/"Nope. Most eligible bachelor for 5 years straight. Now don't ask anymore questions about him. You should be asking about me. Not him. Get it?/" He answered and trailed off jealously.
I playfully rolled my eyes. /"Jealous?/"
