Estella's POV

"You're always looking sexy to me!" He teases me, tingling me on my sides. I giggle, laughing with the remote almost falling from my hand. I drop it on the table before me and get into a tight embrace with him. It's my way of telling him welcome.

"Thanks honey," I mutter in response to his compliment. I take another look at my jeans, boyshorts and bra top. My hair is brushed, dried and styled over my left shoulders. I can't just believe I'm doing all these for the man I hated greatly a few days ago and even as of yesterday, never wanted to go any further...