Chapter 33. Magic Words

“You like ice cream?” Priya's disbelief lingered in her tone, her eyes widening at the idea of him indulging in something sweet. He seemed more like the type to recoil at the mere sight of sugar.

"Can't I enjoy it?" Priyank's grin softened as he intertwined his fingers with hers, a playful gesture that left Priya torn between pulling away and surrendering to the warmth of his touch.

"You can, but you don't strike me as a sweet tooth," Priya remarked casually, her gaze flickering between their locked hands.

"I have a sweet tooth, especially for you. I like you, doesn't it count?" Priyank's gaze lingered on her, his words laden with double meaning, that she tasted sweeter than any dessert. She was his slice of heaven, a sanctuary from the bitterness of the world.

"Like me? Plenty of people like me because I'm a good person," Priya countered, her eyes rolling as she reflected his compliment with practised ease.

Priyank couldn't help but smile at her sassiness, ad