Chapter 31

                                    

                                          
“Can I get a hug?” Luke says, with enlarged eyes, trying to make it look like that of a puppy. His arms wide open, waiting for Amelia to step in his embrace.
“I am busy.” Amelia deadpans without even so much as lifting a glance at him.
Luke pouts. His hands drop a little as he fake glares at Amelia who kept her eyes on the screen.
He smirks as an idea pops up in his eyes. His eyes twinkled in mischief. He leans forward and takes Amelia by surprise by smooching her cheeks.
Amelia flinches. Her hand lands on her cheeks as Luke moves back. She looks at him with gobsmacked eyes with her palm on her cheeks that still had the essence of his kiss.
“What was that?” Amelia asked. Her eyes widen more when he again pecks her forehead. 
“A kiss.” Luke bits his lips to stop the smile treading through his lips.
Amelia huffs as she says, “I know.” And a smile flourishes through her lips.
Taking that as a cue, Luke cups her cheeks, tilts her face up and takes her lips in a kiss. His eyes flutter close as he urges her lips to part and plunges in his tongue as soon as she obliques.
Amelia unclasps the table edge and grabs his hand. His knees, part her legs and he steps in between her legs. Amelia closes her eyes. Her tongue fighting against his for dominance. Her hand moves up, following the length of his hand. She grips his nape and he gruffs through his nose in satisfaction.
Amelia grips the nape of his hair and instantly an image of a blurred man, face twisted in pleasure flashes in front of her eyes. Her eyes snapped open. She pulls away from the kiss. Her breathing heavy, her eyes widened as she looked up at Luke.
Agastya.
Luke asked breathlessly, “What happened?”
Amelia blinked her eyes a few times. 
“N..nothing.”
Luke bumps his forehead with her lightly. 
“Your lips are so kissable.” He says as he looks at her eyes. His eyes dropped to her lips. “Can I kiss you more?”
Amelia rolled her eyes and pushed him away.
“Whenever you ask permission you end up doing much more.” Amelia points out.
“Haww.” Luke says, dramatically. “When did I do that? You are such a liar. A sexy and cute liar.”
Amelia crosses her hands against her chest as she remarks, “So was I the one who asked permission for a hug but ended up kissing. Was I the one from yesterday who wanted to cuddle but ended up kissing me everywhere? I guess I really was the one.”
Luke just eyes her with fascination as he deadpanned, “Finally you realised.”
Amelia grabbed her clutch from the table and threw it at him. He dodges it as he moves back while adoring a big smile, stretching up to his ears.
Amelia gets on her feet, she grabs a paper weight and before she could throw it at him, Pearson steps inside the room and announces, “Amelia, your shoot is next.”
Amelia slaps the paper weight down on the table and glares at him. “I will deal with you later.” She threatens him while showing him her index finger. Luke just bows his head, a sign of accepting the threat. She flanks away the invisible dust from her dress and leaves for the shoot. It was the last day of her shoot.