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"Where is your mother?" to change the mood rubbing where he had applied water.

"She went upstairs to rest." Lu Han replied and stepped back getting the towel to dry his hands and gave her. She walked towards the shelf where Mary had kept the first work of all her students. She found hers at the end of the second row from the top towards the right.

The first jar one she did alone, struggling hard to get the shape for the handle and stick them in the right position. She had painted the mustard farm around, the yellow flowers and a green meadow the other side. Next to hers was Lu Han's, his small pot he did alone with two anime characters Dariya couldn't recall. She took them in the other hand and stood watching it. "Never drop it." Lu Han warned her walking towards her. "Shut up. I won't. I will kill myself if I do. Don't worry." She said holding them and looking through others. Some of them looked very recent and new. 'These must be of the new students.' She thought. "Hold it tight Dariya." He said again.

"Why do you keep saying it as if I'm" she turned irritated towards him only to be stopped by his quick kiss. She stood shocked unable to move. "Don't move" he said looking at her and leaned down to kiss again.

He slowly touched his lips on hers. She didn't move, closing her eyes, but she could feel the grip she was losing on the things she was holding. He pulled her close and kissed again, his one hand on her side of the face and the other around her waist, pulling her closer to him as he kissed her deep. He felt her heart pounding loud.

He slowly moved his hands down to hers and held her hands tight around the jar and pot. And he took them in his hands. he looked at her still shocked and still not even breathing. He smiled watching her, with her eyes shut tight, and he then kept those pots back in their places. He then walked away out of the workshop as if nothing happened in front of her. She took the book and her handbag and left the place without saying a word.

She remembered to buy some pastries for Nara on her way back. Her heart was not calm. She went to Nara's room. She was sound asleep. She went to the kitchen and gave Molly the bag. "Remember to give Nara this." She ordered. She has been doubtful about something going on in the house and also feeling grateful towards Nara for helping her covering the truth from Devon.

"Why are you all red my dear.? Are you feeling okay?" Molly asked her. Little did Molly know that the young lady has been spending time with her best friend who has been hitting on her since childhood days.

"It must be the sun. let me go wash up." Dariya avoided looking at Molly and decided to leave the kitchen. While her heart kept pounding , feeling tensed for no reason but happy at the same time. It was a sort of mixture of feeling that she has never felt before. She liked it and she couldn't help it though she had no idea why.