Priyank looked at her, moving his chair in her direction, spreading his legs wide open, his hand resting on his thighs.
"What good?" Priya's mind rang, not understanding what he was trying to praise, as there was nothing to be praised.
It had been more than an hour, she stood like a statue, her eyes fixed on him, even though he wasn't particularly looking like anything interesting to look at.
"Do you know what you look like now?" Priyank asked, sliding his hand up slightly, as if he might pull something out if he continued rubbing his palm on his pants like that.
"What?" Priya asked, knowing there was no way to dodge it.
The way he punctuated his words made it clear how he wanted her to respond.
"You look all mine, the way your eyes are on me," Priyank stated, his voice thick and sed
