All Bark

Pharai

"Muhammad has been great help, thank you for your concern Professor Amara," I curtly smiled as he stood in front of me. My eyes closed on their own accord as the warmth radiating from him had the hairs on my arms and the back of my neck standing.

He must have been out by the desert because he somehow carried the scent of the sun and sand dunes with him. He looked refreshed and his bright smile just proved it. "You're lucky to have such a great assistant," he placed his left hand on my right hip and I had to repress my gasp.

I subtly looked at Muhammad whose face became brightly red. He was quick to spin on his heels to face the board and pretend as if cleaning it was the most important thing in that second. I gently pushed Runihura's hand off me and glared.

He tilted his head to the right in confusion and faked innocence as he blinked then gave me a sheepish grin, "Kunt aftaqadk kathira. 'Ant shiriru." (I missed you so much. You're being evil.)