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Vedika has been living in our house for a week now and I really don't like it. What's wrong with me? .. Nothing, Ram, you just want to be with your wife, Mr. Kapoor answered to himself.
Priya caught him in this conversation.
- Mister Kapoor, what are you talking about, you are for me?
“No, no, I was remembering if I took all the papers on my upcoming business trip,” Ram answered quickly so that Priya would not suspect anything. She is too attentive to all the changes in him. And he hardly really dislikes it. He loves it! But not now.
“How can I hint to her that I want to be with her, and not bump into the strange looks of the Vedika for 6 dinners in a row ?! be with Priya, she probably knows what it is! " - Rama nervously flashed through his head.
Ram took a spoonful of biriyani, prepared by his wife, of course, and shouted, "Idea!"
Vedika goggled her deceitful eyes at him, but decided to remain silent, you need to pretend to be a lady, and Ram scattered rice around.
At this time, Priya silently moved towards him, removed all the rice and whispered in his ear: "Mr. Kapoor, what have you come up with? Calm down, we are not alone."
The fact of the matter is that they are not alone, Ram thought with annoyance. The sensation of Priya's warm breath near her face did not diminish the annoyance in the least, it just got worse. He nodded to Vedika to apologize for his lack of restraint. In my thoughts lived something completely different, or different - Priya.
"What is she doing to me? It's getting harder and harder not to touch her every time. We urgently need to implement the plan," Ram thought again. Only the latter turned out to be out loud.
- I got caught ...
- Where are you? What's the plan?
- Movie viewing plan.
- What movie?
- Anyone. - Do you want to go to the cinema?
- No, let's see something cute at home. - Let's see? In what sense is "cute"? - Directly, together. My coupon, remember you promised, "A Day Without Taunts"? So, I want a movie and don't you dare let go of your sarcastic comments.
“Let's go and see,” Ram said firmly.
At this point, the silence of the Vedika announced surrender, poor fellow.
- Ram, cinema! Let's watch something three of us, it will distract me!
- Vedika, you said that at 8 pm you meet with mom and you go shopping, - Mr. Kapoor quickly recalled, thanking Ganesha for his memory.
“Oh, yes, it's true, thanks for reminding me,” -Vedika said without much enthusiasm, thinking to herself: “He's probably sick, stay with this woman to watch a movie alone ...”.
It is a pity that Ram cannot read anyone's thoughts, except hers, Priya ... And now he has no time for other people's thoughts. A film awaits him.
He chose the first thing that fell into his hands, did not even look at the name. Will we condemn him for this, when there is a woman next to whom he is so attracted to ...
While the pictures were changing on the screen, Ram involuntarily looked only at his wife. "Today she is so beautiful in her usual mustard suit, but something has changed in her eyes. And she let her hair down again, is it really ... because I like it? .."
- Yes, it's because you like it - Priya's eyes answered for her. It seemed that time had stopped. Ram's gaze slid over the hair, eyes and every line of his wife, as if absorbing her forever. Priya tried to look away, but nothing came of it. Her eyes followed their desires, trying to understand what was so special about her husband, from which she could not tear herself away. Ram's hand reached out to Priya's face, wrapped it in his palms and he quietly said, "Do you know what happened to me? .." "Don't ... t ... Ra ... Mister Kapoor," Priya replied in a whisper. Her attention finally dissipated in him, and the hand lying on the pillow slipped right onto Ram's chest. Priya tried to pull away, but her yellow scarf caught on Ram's shirt, where the button is and his chest is barely visible. It was useless to twitch. A tangled scarf, and even more ... Ram's gaze pinned her into place. There was something in him ... And Priya thought: "Is he really me ..." Ram thought only that he had not had time to ask what was happening to him. “Does it matter,” he answered himself. I like it so much.
Both could hear each other's quiet but rapid breathing, Priya's reddened face partially hidden behind the hair that Ram was gently smoothing, hearts beating in the same powerful rhythm of something growing inside.
Vedika swept past the small world, returning under the pretext of a forgotten phone, and her ego received a blow - Ram admired Priya, practically lying on her, they were tied by a scarf and millimeters until they breathed each other. They are ready to share a kiss. And Ram quietly says something that Vedika can't hear anymore: "The movie clichés aren't so bad, are they, Priya?" She slowly nods and answers with one eyes - "Yes".