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    His father’s face hardens and he looks at me. Something in his face changes, but it’s gone before I could point out what exactly it was. “And who is this?” “She-“ Alex pulls me to him and backs away, ”-is none of your business.” We start to walk but his father grabs my upper arm and stops me in place. I recoiled at his touch. Alex steps forward, his face furious as he rips his father’s hand off my arm, “Don’t you dare touch her-“ Alex hisses hatefully at him,”- don’t you fucking dare.

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    I love your car.” I tell him as he starts the engine. “Thanks. I do too.” He says steering the car to the main road. “Can I drive it someday?” I ask, willing him to say yes. “Sure. Someday.” He says, a corner of his lips slightly lifting up. “I’m serious.” I pout. He looks at me, "So am I. Someday, you can drive her.” And then adds “Maybe” very quietly, I could barely hear him. I narrow my eyes at him. “Why are you so against this?” “I’m not-“ He sighs then as he turns at a corner. “It’s just, this car is my baby-“ “So.” I interrupt him abruptly. “So, do you even know how to drive, Rose? I don’t think I’ve ever seen you behind the wheels.” “I’ve never seen you take a shower that doesn’t mean you don’t take a bath, does it?” I try to give him an example than blush furiously as Alex raises an eyebrow at me. How do I always manage to get myself in these situations with him? “You are welcome to come and see me shower at any given moment.” He says. “Stop it.” I look out the window so he doesn’t notice just how red my cheeks were. “No seriously, you don’t even have to ask.” “How about you just dig a hole at the side of the road, and I’ll jump into it.

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    I wasn’t dying alone. My beloved was dying with me.

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    Will you?” Chris asks in a harsh tone, his face an emotionless mask except for his gorgeous eyes which at this moment were so cold, I almost shivered. “Will I what?” I ask him in a soft tone. “Marry him?” I say nothing. How could he even ask me that? “Chris I would rather die than give myself to anyone else but you, you should know that.” My eyes start to sting with tears. Did he not know the extent of my love for him? He then grabbed my waist and pulled me hard against him and kissed me with such passion, I forgot who, where and what I was. All I could think about was his kiss and how it consumed me.