Already seated at the cafe would you believe that Farouq actually held the door for me and pulled out a chair for me. I was almost shocked. Our orders had been taken already and we sat across each other Farouq was typing something viciously on his phone and I was left to stare at the cafe I had been there once but I hadn't really taken it in it was so beautiful. With flowers and a large pictures hung on the walls.

" I'm sorry about that" Farouq starts to say drawing my attention back to him I nod with a smile. Weird right I know. "So " Farouq starts to say taking a look at his watch first, " do you mind telling me what your big problem with me is?" he asks staring at me with those gorgeous orbs those... wait what Focus Zarah focus. I laugh a bit " my problem with you? Now, where do I start" I ask deliberately tapping my finger against my chin as though in deep thought Farouq smirks " the beginning, would be nice how about when you were rude to me the first time, when you were rude to me or the second time at my own house, or the third time when you were rude to me at my own office!" I almost shout out the last part what infuriated me more was that he was smiling, " oh would you look at that smile I am glad I am entertaining to you your royal rudeness," I say sarcasm dripping from my tone, this time it's the waiter that interrupts bringing our food well about time yeah. Farouq thanks him we both start to dig in the stops after taking two spoons or so, " well the thing is I don't remember being rude my dearest Queen Zarah I only responded to you in the manner I felt you should be addressed " he says and then digs in back to his food, his statement stops me midway from taken a spoonful of soup the nerve of this guy, " and you felt the best way to address me was to be a brute then? How uncivilized of you" I say with a sly smile taking a spoon from my bowl of delicious soup. He smiles and puts a hand on his chest dramatically the guy is sarcasm personified, " well what can I say Zarah you bring out the brute in me" that earned him a chuckle from me we ate in silence after that.

After we had finished eating and spent 5 minutes arguing about who would pay the bill I finally got my way here Zarah 1 Farouq 0. Speaking of which Farouq wasn't too happy with that.While walking to the car Farouq beside me taking steady strides that matched mine almost as though we were suited for each other, an idea comes to my mind.

So I was wondering..." I say clearing my throat, he turns to look at me letting me know he is listening and turns back to driving, "uhm, we have this retreat thing at work..." I say looking at him to see his reaction he didnt flinch a bit I was hoping he would get the message, " just forget it" I say , he smirks"you'd like me to be your date?" He asks and I couldn't have wished for a better time for the ground to open and swallow me," well?" He asks waiting for my response , I clear my thoat" yes" I say whew well that was easy he smiles then adds " well my dearest Zarah you are going to have to ask me the proper way" I should have known, I sigh " arrogant j*** of a man" I say under my breath, " I'm sorry what was that didnt get you?" He asks, "nothing" I add quickly, " Farouq would you put aside your arrogant annoying behavior and kindly be my date ?" Anyone listening would have thought I was being forced to ask him. He smirks a bit putting a hand over his chest in a dramatic manner " of course my love anything for you". I smirkarrogant jerk.

Ummi wasn't at home when Farouq dropped me off thank God for that she would have grilled me with some questions, annoying questions.

I dropped on my bed not caring to remove my clothes first I was exhausted considering the fact that I had to go to work as early as 8 am tomorrow morning again I groaned at the thought of that.And groaned some more when I realized I still had a lot of work left my table.

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We are currently sat at the table having dinner just Ummi, babe and I. It was my favorite dish Tuwo da minyan kubewa. We had small talk ummi complained about some governors wife asking her for some fabrics which she had sold earlier to other people, she had complained that she didn't want others to have what she was wearing, I joined Ummi to rant Baba just laughed all through saying women had issues with themselves altogether it was nice no one brought up Farouq and I was glad.

But now two hours in bed and still I couldn't sleep, my mind was reeling back to my conversation with Farouq. Why did he have to be so annoying and cute at the same time? I wonder if he thought about our conversation as well. Urghh why these thoughts just why.