Dina tries to bite Mike

"I lied! I lied! I submitted it. Look, I even got an acceptance copy as proof. Here," He placed the paper in front of her hastily.

Dina glanced at the paper once and then she looked at him. Still, she was slightly irritated and tried to delete the documents on her laptop with her other hand. But Mike didn't let her press delete and locked the screen before she could hit the button. She opened her mouth to bite his hand so that she could get her hand out of his grasp.

But the minute he saw what she was trying to do, he let go of her hand instantly.

"No, no no.. Don't even think about it," Mike screamed and pushed her chair behind.

Then he logged into the laptop using one hand and pushed her forehead with another hand to stop her from coming near the table. He saw that the documents were still intact and did not get deleted. He breathed a sigh of relief and saved the documents. Until he sent all the documents to his email, he held her face with his hand tightly and stopped her from reaching the laptop.

"Done!" He wiped his imaginary sweat and winked at her.

Dina pouted her mouth and looked away angrily. She should have bitten him when she had the opportunity. At least she would have known if what he had been blabbering about her drunken stupor for a long time was true or not.

She could have seen with her own eyes, what would have happened after she bit a human. She regretted missing such a golden opportunity. Till now, when she was sober, she had never bitten anyone. She punched her right-hand palm with her left fist and let out a huff.

"Oh! Please, don't be angry. Look I got your favorite cake and vanilla ice cream. I will also take you to your favorite bar and make sure that you get drunk enough tonight." Mike announced to calm her.

Dina took the cake from his hand and poured the vanilla ice cream on top of it. Then she started to dig in.

"I told you already I am going to stop drinking from today onwards. So, you do not have to take me anywhere to get drunk," Dina said without looking at him.

"What? What did you say? Did I hear you wrong? You said you would stop drinking booze right? And not water!" He asked to make sure that he heard her right.

"Yes! I won't touch any alcohol from now on. Also, no one can live a healthy life without drinking water." Dina commented while devouring the cake.

"Seriously? Are you sure?" He asked again as he still couldn't believe what she said.

It had been a long struggle and he regretted the day he got her a fake ID to enter a bar. He shook her shoulders to see that she was awake and everything he heard was real.

"Yes, I am serious. So, stop shaking me. My cake is all spilled over you and the table. Look how much you made me waste my precious ice cream cake." She said and used her fingers to lift the pieces that fell on the table.

She then put it in her mouth. Mike scrunched his face after he saw what she did. When he noticed her round animated eyes travel on his shirt that had some cake and ice cream, he moved back a little.

"That's fine. I have a spare shirt to wear. Goodness, finally you proved that you are still a good witch," He declared.

"What do you mean by that? Am I a bad witch until now?" Dina asked him.

When he realized the blunder he just did, he got stunned. How could he call her a witch? Has he lost his mind? Thankfully she took it as a joke and did not go deep into knowing why he called her a good witch!

"What? Why did you go silent all of a sudden?" She kicked his legs and asked.

"Nothing, I will go get changed. Then we will go home." He informed her and rushed outside the room without waiting for a response from her.

He promptly escaped from her room and also from her bombarded questions. Dina stood up and rolled her eyes.

'He does act secretive sometimes and I am sure he is hiding something from me,' she thought but decided to not persuade him any further.

She packed her bag and placed the cake box safely into it. Once she checked everything was in order in her work studio, she walked out of the room.

She opened the next door and asked,

"Can we go now? My mom was angry when I called her in the morning as she…"

She stopped speaking when she noticed that the tattoo she saw in the afternoon had disappeared from Mike's back.

"Mike, what happened to your tattoo?" She exclaimed.

He touched his back and said, "Oh! It's a temporary tattoo. I just wanted to check how it would look on me before I get a permanent one."

"So, Didn't you like it?" She asked in a low voice.

Mike buttoned his shirt and said, "Nope, I like it but I think it is still early to get a tattoo. I may get it done sometime later."

"Ok," She uttered and walked near his desk.

As usual, his desk had been kept clean and it didn't require any sorting or cleaning. She shook her head and could not believe why a bachelor would be such a clean freak.

"Let's go. I will drop you home and then I have an important appointment to attend." He informed her.

Dina turned around with twinkling eyes and asked, "Important appointment without me? Is it a date with the bartender whom we met yesterday?"

Mike blushed and replied in a low tone, "Yes."

"Ohhh… Please don't tell me you are going on a date wearing this funny-looking shirt," She pointed at his boring light blue shirt and twisted her face.

"What's wrong with this one? It's plain, simple, sexy, and tempting. It even shows my abs and muscle in proper shape." He said while analyzing his shirt.

"We run a fashion boutique and you have no sense of fashion. I can't believe you even graduated from college so easily. If I was your professor then I would have made you repeat at least two subjects," She complained and walked downstairs.

"Yes, I did! Because I have you with me, so I don't have to worry about such silly things." He stated.

"Why do I feel like you are thinking that I am your slave who is supposed to say, at your command, Sire?" Dina asked him.

"Is that even a question to ask?" Mike smiled and ran out of the shop to escape from her.

Dina did not chase him. Instead, she pulled a jacket and a shirt from the racks along with a pair of trousers. She came out and threw those clothes at him.