“Dream guy?” “Yeah, bro. You’re like the dudes she reads in her erotica.” “Erotica?” He leans close, ensuring Shaiza aunty is out of earshot as she spreads ghee on a paratha. “So, one day, I got curious and checked out her bookshelf. And let me tell you, they are not your average romance novels. I’m talking full-blown porn on paper, with red tags sticking out of some pages. She fucking annotates it!”
