"Let's do something fun Brownie. I'm bored here!" I whined and stretched myself on the floor. Clark peeked through the papers he was working on and raised his eyebrow, questioning my spread eagle position on the floor.We both were alone in Clark's house and he was busy with some business stuff. I enjoyed teasing and troubling him when he was working, but he completely ignored me. I rolled on the floor for some time to kill time, then I started tickling Clark's leg, but he seemed unaffected. Now, I was just lying on the floor."Get up," he said in a low, cold voice and I frowned."You're not the person who bosses around here. I'm your caretaker, not the other way round.""Get up," he repeated in irritation and I grinned. My arms outstretched and my legs spread, I moved them like I was creating a snow angel."I'm not going to get up. It's nice down here," I said, wiggling myself and noticed Clark's pained expression. Only then I realized how I looked like in a spread eagle position, or

"Aw. . . Kyle and Peaches, come here my sweethearts," I cooed and tried to grab Kyle."No kissy! Go away!" he protested in disgust and swatted my hands away to run and hide behind Clark."Peaches, my love!" I went over to her, grabbed her head [while she was trying to headbutt me in an attempt to get away from me] and I wetly kissed her forehead.She tried to brush me away and I grinned. I looked up at Clark who was holding her in his arms. I stood on my toes and pecked his cheeks too. He didn't say anything and just stared down at me, his eyes vacant."Stop this kissy-kissy, makes me want to throw up," Kyle said, scrunching his nose up and gagged which made me grab him by the waist and tickle him until he was shrieking with laughing."Let's go," Clark stated in between our fun time and unlocked his car. He claimed to be a billionaire, but his car was no Mercedes. Then I reminded myself that he was undercover and I felt bad when my stupid self realized that I knew nothing about him. A

I got up from the bed feeling woolly-headed and walked downstairs resembling a zombie. I heard voices and I was bewildered to find a bunch of ladies from our town, seated in the living room and coolly sipping tea."Why are you all gathered here?" I asked groggily and rubbed my eyes."They're all worried about your future," I heard my dad say, who appeared from the kitchen with a tray of wheat biscuits and vanilla jam cookies.I blinked at them slowly. "My future?""Yeah, since you're mum is not here, we think it's our responsibility to guide you in your future career and planning," Martha said and the other ladies nodded in agreement."Hell naw!" I whined and grabbed a biscuit from the plate. "I have to leave for London in a couple of hours and my girlfriends exhausted me the entire night by playing silly games. I need to sleep more!""We need to discuss this before you leave for London, so you can think about that there and not waste your time," Greta elucidated and my eyebrows knott

"Where all have you been in your vacations?" Ian asked me and I snickered haughtily. Clark, Ian and I were lingering outside the airport and finally sat down on one of the benches since we arrived way early. This was because Clark didn't trust me and thought that I would somehow delay the flight with one of my antics. How could he not have trust in me!"I have been to several places in Asia, Australia, Africa but nowhere in Europe or South America," I said wistfully, recollecting all the lovely memories. "Each vacation mum used to plan a perfect holiday for us and we used to have so much fun. She was such a travel enthusiast. We have done scuba diving, paragliding . . . have eaten different kinds of crabs and even insects, they're so crunchy! Now it's . . . erm all gone."Ian and Clark remained silent, not knowing what to say. They had this weird glint in their eyes- one which showed sympathy and perhaps . . . guilt. Ian suddenly nudged me and cheerfully said, "I bet we'll have fun

I grabbed Clark's arm and pulled him to my talking level, since I was shorter than him. I hissed in his ear, "Good we have established that we aren't a couple. So why stay in the same room?""I cannot risk with you staying in your own separate room. You'll break stuff and wreck everything. I don't trust you," he replied casually and coolly slipped his arm away from my grip."I won't!" I lied, although I knew that I was the queen of chaos. "I want my own room!"Suddenly, I sat down, right in the middle of the sumptuous lobby. All the people stared at me like I was some sort of an absurd creature, but I remained stubborn. Clark shook his head in disbelief."I won't get up until you book a separate room for me!" I whined loudly, thinking that Clark would give in.I could book a room myself, but meh.Clark just signalled the attendants who were patiently waiting for us to lead the way. I panicked when Clark simply walked away with the attendants leaving me dumbfounded on the floor. What t