I was very nervous today. I had the right to be. Not every day you get a marriage proposal as strange as this. How many of you would have faced this situation? Any takers?

Getting a job is tough. Getting a job that you love is super tough. Getting a job that you love and pay you well is super-duper tough. Just when my life was smoothly gliding without any bumps, the road itself turned towards a dead-end.

When I went in to place the evening Espresso, he was not in the office. Maybe he was in the Chamber? Was he avoiding me? I wouldn't complain though. Exactly at 5 pm, I switched off my computer and took my bag. Usually, I would go to the office and tell him. Somehow, I couldn't do it today.

I walked till the Subway. Everything was a bit fuzzy. My head was buzzing with questions as I sat in the Subway car. There was a rapid-fire Q&A round happening in my head.

'Why does he want to marry you?'

'Maybe for his mother's happiness.'

'Why can't he marry his girlfriend?'

'Looks like she refused.'

'Do you think he's gay?'

'Maybe. Otherwise, why couldn't a hot guy like him find one girl in this whole wide universe!'

'In case he's not a gay, is he in love with you?'

'No Way!'

'How do you know for sure?'

'Shouldn't we at least go on a date etc.'

'Are you in love with him?'

'I like him. His kiss was amazing and his body is hot. He is also rich. Filthy rich'

'Yea...true. But do you really love him?'

'No. I don't think so. Wouldn't I know for sure if I love someone?'

'So, you are only attracted to him?'

'Yea! Very strongly that is'

'Do you want to marry him?'

'Yes, if I would've loved him.'

'So, do you want to marry him?'

'No!'

'He can make your life hell'

'Maybe'

'So, what will you do?'

'I will find another job'

'Are you sure?'

'Do I have a choice?'

By the time I reached my apartment, I had made my decision. I picked up my mobile and searched for his name - 'Mr. Grumpy' Well, that's how I saved it. I clicked on messages. I could see the old messages

'How are you now? - A'

'Okay, I guess. Thanks again.'

'Take a couple of days off'

'Thanks. I might take a day off tomorrow.'

'Sleep tight'

'Good Nights'

He saved me even when he didn't have to. He was good to me. He was kind and considerate and nice and handsome and hot and sexy and smart and, and - So, shouldn't I – wait, I can't marry him for that?

I clicked on the New Message icon and typed –

'I'm sorry Mr. Holden but my answer is a NO. You need not pick me up at 8. Sorry!'

Before my mind could confuse me further, I clicked on the send button.

There it goes!