"Good morning Dean! What about this early morning call?", I asked in my croaked voice while looking at the wall clock that struck quarter to 7. 

"How are you?", he asked. 

"Huh? What are you saying? We saw each other yesterday."

"I mean..How was your last night? Did he dominate you on bed? Did he force you or did you play along? By the way who took the initiative?  Did he..."

"Dean!!" I huffed.

"Of course him. What am I asking, right? You are not that smart to take advantage of him. Where is he now? Did he gave you a morning kiss..."

"Deannn!!!"

"Remember, if he fled today then you must accept that you were not that good last night.(hehe...) Think whether you said something mean when he placed hickey on your neck or scratched your skin..."

I ended the call. Damn! I regret picking up his call. And what? I am not smart to take advantage of him?? And..and  who said I am not good in bed? Hickey?? If he ever tries to do so, I'll smack his face black and blue and chop his soft puffed lips (I gulped) to feed the vultures. 

After I vent out the gust of anger within my mind, I discovered a shadow near the door. It was him. My Stud-muffin. He took a step forward  and gave a hint that he heard everything. Meanwhile I realize that all this time I wasn't thinking on my mind rather I was voicing it out!!!!! O Fish!!! 

I turned my face away from his sight and dug my face into the bed. I felt hot over my cheeks out of embarrassment.

I heard some footsteps heading towards me. It might be him.  Hell!! I got so nervous!!! No way could I face him right now. I have already embarrassed myself enough.

Just before he could do anything, I pulled off my blanket and tried to get off from the bed. He suddenly came and stood in front of me. I was taken aback. 

What now? Why did he block my way? I slowly and nervously stood up completely making myself ready for any of his attacks. But he was still at his place. 

"I..I'll take a shower." I spoke nervously and took little steps towards the bathroom. 

" Are you asking me to join you?" I heard his voice and stopped where I was.

"Fine. I can do as you wish." And he came closer to me. I clinched my fist in nervousness. Why??Why would I say that??I didn't mean it that way!!

I found him giggling and enjoying my oops moment. He spoke again, "Umm...I am afraid there won't be enough time for us to do that today. Let's keep that for some other day. As for today, mom had messaged me to bring you to our company."

I took a deep breath of relaxation.

"Get ready (smirk). We will have to reach there by sharp 8 o'clock."

He could have just said this from his earlier position, but no....he is my extra ordinary Stud-muffin. He came near me and whispered onto my ears making them sting. And then he left from the scene as if nothing happened.

I took a bath hurriedly and searched a good pair to wear. I was busy searching what to wear and what not to when my phone vibrated. It was Dean again. 

"Did you die? Or did I die?", I answered the call in anger. 

"Last time I guess there was some network error. The call got disconnected. So what I was asking was did you make out last night? Did you..."

Suddenly, last night's scene flashed in front of my eyes. I could feel my cheeks hot and ears burning. All I flashbacked was his bare body that rested on mine...how I fantasized him doing things to me and how it actually turned...

" Stop it Dean. I am really busy now. I'll call you when I get time." I ended the call and continued with my work. 

The phone vibrated again.

"What now?", I asked in an irritated tone.

From the other side he spoke, "Love! I have kept a suit for you on your bed. Wear that and come out. I am waiting at the parking lot." And he ended the call himself. It was my Stud-muffin? Wait!! Did he just call me Love?? Like seriously??? Love???

I cursed Dean for making my morning so irritable. Because of him, I had all those weird flashbacks of yesterday's night. I was unable to bath properly as his face and his bare upper body flashed continuously on my mind. 

I fixed my eyes upon the fresh suit. The grey suit looked gorgeous just by placing it on the bed. There were black strips on it making it look classy and sassy. "After I wear it, no wonder it will exceed my beauty." I giggled. I got  excited and tried the new suit.

It did look good on me. (I guess)

I moved to the parking lot and searched for his car. Unable to find it, I tried to call him. But before that I heard the car's horn. Locating from where the sound came, I found him sitting inside the car calmly. As I approached near, I saw him in a clear view. He had his sun glasses 'on' and his hair was perfectly aligned as if he dumped a lot of gel on it. His suit was in black with grey strips on it. Wait... Was that a couple suit??

I pulled the car's door and sat inside calmly. (I tried to look calm) No one talked inside the car. After we crossed two blocks, he parked the car near the road and stopped the engine. I only looked at him but didn't ask any thing. I tried hard to remain calm and composed. After all I had to save my energy when I reach the company. No wonder what problems are waiting for me there~~

"It's fun seeing you calm when you are actually not." He broke the silence. What more could I do apart from curling up my lips a little.

"Lets have our breakfast here." He spoke again pointing towars a restaurant. I pulled down the glass of the car and gazed at the restaurant. It indeed looked very expensive. Obviously a top pick of the rich ones. 

"Lets have sandwiches inside the car." I proposed an alternative just not to get  caught by anyone in the morning.

"You want some quality time with me? (He smirked) You look desperate love. But I love it."

"Wh..what??" My heart escaped a beat. 

I tried to wet my dried up throat with the saliva. Meanwhile he touched my ear with his soft warm hands making me cringe. Not knowing what to do next, I leaned my head towards his direction ( although I didn’t want to but my ear instantly reacted to his touch.) 

"Don't worry. No one will spot us here.", he said caressing my hair.

But this time I tilted my head away from his hand and spoke looking away, "I just don't want to be bothered by anyone right in the morning."

He pulled off his seatbelt and opened the door. Just then I realized that I forgot to put on my seatbelt. All he tried was to be so romantic, like for example throwing one-liners at me since last night and doing this and that and making me cringe, but he forgot this basic thing. He could have created a more  romantic ambiance by helping me put on my seatbelt and then his face...my face.... Stop. Who cares? He lost one chance of showing his charm. 

And then I saw in the rear view mirror that he was approaching me to open my door. Well, I guess, he still has got his charm.

He came to my side and swiftly passed through. Fish!!! What am I expecting? Just because he said some cheap romantic heart throbbing lines that actually made my heart flutter, it doesn't mean that.....that....

I brushed off my thoughts and got out of the car. I followed him to the restaurant and sat on a corner table. Soon a blonde lady came with the menu and handed it to us. While he was going through the menu, I scanned at the people near us. 

" What do you want?", he asked me.

"Anything will do.", I replied, still busy scanning. 

"What about coffee?"

"Ok"

"Or Biscuits?"

"Ok" 

"Sandwich?"

"Ok."

"Muffin?"  

"Ok. "

" A Kiss?"

"Ok"

What??? I enlarged my eyes and stared at him. What was that? I turned red when that blonde lady laughed hard at my foolishness. I bent my head in embarrassment. 

"Ok we are ready with our order. Please bring whatever I have said...umm apart from the last one (he smirked). I am afraid it wont be available in your kitchen." And my Stud-muffin was back with his evil smirk.