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where my lovely wife is sprawled out like a starfish. Idiot.
you, Abbu? Dad. Baba. Father.”
She doesn’t deny it and instead hugs Alina’s legs.
“So, you admit you were jealous?”
“Yes, Alina jaan, you are,”
Nyla Ghilzai is a Desi Aphrodite. Her high cheekbones, siren-like jade eyes, and deep cupid’s bow give her pouty red lips an alluring quality, all thanks to her Afghan heritage from her ruthless father.
Azeer Khan, one of the richest men in the world.”
“Now, you listen here. Bora Bora is our vacation plan. No man is ever allowed to sink his nasty-ass feet in our plans!”
strands—“it’s that we share a single brain cell when it comes to running a household.”
“Thank you, wife.”
I cork Azeer’s jealousy by stuffing two Sooper biscuits into his mouth.
My cousin giggles delusionally,
The elevator doors close, and I lean against my husband, resting my forehead on his bicep.
He rubs my back, pulling me closer, and I suddenly catch a whiff of cigarette smoke.
letting him run his slender fingers through my hair and massage my aching head.
Zoha squeals as she runs over to Azeer, brushing his trousers with a paintbrush.
“Just so you know, I can make his death look like an accident,”
Soft lips brush against my collarbone in a tender kiss.
“Anything you desire, everything you crave, smile for me, and it’s yours, Alina jaan.”
In the car, the pair excitedly brainstorm names for “Cat.” I will call it “Cat” because that is what he is.
“If I hear the word ‘lemon’ again, I will veer us all off a cliff.”
Alina slaps my arm. “What the hell?” she mouths.
“You are a dickhead, yes.”
Peter play.” “Who’s Peter?” “Connor’s crush.” “Connor has a crush on Peter?” “Yeah, but Peter has a girlfriend.” Oh, Connor.
He holds me tight, one hand on the back of my head, his other arm wrapped around my waist until I’m practically on his chest.
enjoying the rise and fall of my husband’s chest against my back and his soft snores branding my neck.
“I just— I can’t stand the sight of you crying.”
“Because it tore my fucking soul apart, Alina.”
“Narcissist.”
“What do you say we go and get flowers for your mama, hmm?”
“Do I need a reason to kiss my wife?”
hand on my stomach
I had a flash of an impulsive urge to kneel before you like this and fuck that attitude out of you with my tongue.”
words. Do men, made of flesh and bones instead of ink on paper, really talk like this?
“I’ll be so good to you, sweetheart,”
“I’ll taste you whenever you ask.”
“I swear I’ve read those words somewhere before—”
“Either way, I’m glad you found your prince charming and a little princess to call your own.”
“Yes, I’m totally not being held at gunpoint by my charming prince.”
My wife belongs to a mental institution.
My man:
“So, there’s no octopus, then?” Zoha
“For the sake of the poor creature, I hope not.”
don’t know. I’m being stupid. Just ignore me.”
“You’re being stupid if you think I’ll ignore you,”
“Are you just saying that to get your dick wet?”
“I’m sorry for being a little mastermind and using you as my lab rat for three months straight.”
feel stupidly proud of my husband, knowing that he has been practicing his confession to me for days. I heard him rehearsing in the closet, in the pantry, and even in the shower.
😂😂😂😂
folding his arm under his head.
“Do you actually love me?”
“I knew your ass was going to pester m...
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