Mayank was very particular about his tricks, always. When a child, many times he gave in his technique by showing undue excitement after succession, but time and age taught him to silently enjoy victory without making it prominent, and that is what he was doing.
He kept his eyes close and enjoyed the slight brush of her tender skin against his much harder fingers. He was really amazed at the fragility of her skin. How come the hardness of her heart didn't reflect upon her face, her eyes, her skin?, Why is that although knowing her menacingly evil ways, he still had always something good to think about her.? How come he always ended up wishing good for her, fascinating her nearness and dreading her misery?. How come he was so love sick for her? .
So many questions at the dead hour of night!. He lead out an audible sigh and opened his eyes. Nupur was lying a few inches away, the features of her face being utterly visible and sharpness of them embedding in his heart made it pump a bit louder, harboring it's beats with the titter of a cricket somewhere in the room. He lifted his hand, close to her rosy soft skin and avoided the contact by only a millimeter. No doubt he wanted to feel her skin lavishly under his touch, but he stopped himself, because he wished for her touch, and didn't want to steal the feeling - but well, was he left with an option?
**
The blazing sunlight made her contract her eye lids and yawning, she snuggled to herself. It was again a normal morning with the normal sunlight and - WAIT A MINUTE.
There was something around her waist, something hard, but pleasantly hard, enclosing her waist.
MAYANK's ARM.
She opened her eyes alarmingly and found his face dangerously close to her, so close that she could even count his protruding shave hairs on his chin. Taking a sharp in take of breath, she stared blankly for a moment, until she was pulled close. Moving in the flow she breathed more deep, inhaling his manly scent.
"mayank ..", she whispered hoarsely, it was impossible to maintain her senses when she was pulled by him,
"hmm..", he barely uttered, pulling her more close, and this time, she crossed the middle division of the bed and moved with his pull, with their bodies very intimately in contact.
"mayank!", she said firmly, ignoring all the hormonal flow due to his sleepy whisper, but contrary to the wishes of her rational mind, his grip turned strong and he opened his eyes, although droopy at first , but then wide.
"what are u doing at my side of the bed?", he gasped, leaving her with a jerk and completely dumbfounded, nupur stared, but quickly sat up with a start.
"shut up!!, .. you ..", she turned towards him to complete her sentence in that fiery tone but lost it when she realized his eyes were lingering over her disheveled shoulder of the night gown. Quickly covering up, she regained composure, "you were pulling me towards you, may I ask, WHY did u place ur arms around me?", she finally managed to question in a fairly angry tone.
"ahh, well", he yawned carelessly and nupur looked away. His casual ways were just too hot!
"I was just in sleep, pulled u near considering u one of my girlfriends maybe , actually I was dreaming so u know just .. ", he closed his eyes and feeling embarrassed nupur took a deep breath to relax, but the very next moment, his breath was on her cheek, "btw u didn't mention we would be sharing bed", he whispered and all the blood in her veins came to her cheeks. She was in the process of gathering energy to speak, but he was fast, "I hope we'll be continuing it from now, so I'll make sure it's interesting and not boring like last night", he winked and just clenching her fists, nupur tried to pass out of the moment, "you lied right?", she looked at him skeptically and he casually closed his eyes, "all that u said at night was a lie right?, just to trick me into your bed?"
Mayank opened his eyes at once - not because she knew the truth, but at the disgust of her tone.
"I expected better out of you mayank!!, but well, you proved to be another ordinary male at the end, who couldn't control himself with a woman in his house", speaking bitterly, she pushed away the blanket and was about to get down the bed in his swift movement but was pulled back. It was a surprise gesture with an undue force and she fell on the bed with a jerk.
"what the hell!!", she struggled under his grip, but he leaned over her, holding her wrists tight.
"don't talk about self control okay, because u still don't know me", he pressed her wrists hard and she shivered at the grim voice.
"and as far as tricking you in the bed considers, then I am sorry, I am not very fond of sitting on the table the whole night, caressing your hand and removing your fears", with this he left her wrists and got up and nupur's mouth was left open.
"what?, what do u mean?", she asked, in sheer amazement, but then suddenly something struck her, " were you ..
'yes I was", saying it simply, he got up from the bed and dashed into washroom and nupur closed her eyes and sat up.
DAMNIT. She must be shivering in sleep that night alone on the sofa and mayank must be sitting by her side, and thus yesterday he made sure she slept with him. URGH!!. Why do things get so complicated?.
Sighing, she now started to wait for him to come out. How difficult it is to apologize.
**
Mayank stood under the cold shower for a while longer than usual. Maybe the chill of the water would calm down his raging nerves, but it didn't. So, he closed the tap.
*
I need to go to the Ahluwalia office", she said simply, following him out in the living area.
"you have 10 minutes, get ready", he replied, turning the newspaper.
So, in 10 minutes, both of them were on their way, in the car. Mayank was quiet, not teasing and mocking and joking and it meant that he was pissed off, maybe she was rude. She had known mayank for so long, behaving that way was not acceptable.
Mayank was driving fast, with every turn, her heart was budging hard to mouth the apology words, but always lost strength.
"will u be polite enough to accept my apology", she finally said, biting her lip.
"will u be polite enough to apologies first?', he remarked, with eyes fixed on the road and nupur smiled a bit, "I am sorry mayank".
That was easy, Phew!.
"I am sorry too, you are not forgiven", he took a sharp turn and completely expecting this nupur sighed,"well, what else will I have to do?"
"a kiss would be nice", he still avoided looking at her, and he said it so casually that for a moment nupur was sure that she heard wrong.
"kidding?", she asked.
"honest!", he replied.
"mayank!!", she whined.
"nupur!", he was stiff and stopped the car, "you may leave", he turned towards her and looking around , nupur realized that they were at the Ahluwalia office.
She took a deep breath and looked at mayank who had the posture of speeding away the car the moment she would step down.
"alright!", she said and mayank turned to her. The look on her face was subtle and soft. She smiled a bit wide and moved close. Mayank wasn't expecting anything, but her smile was bewitching. He felt himself freeze there, with his eyes locked in the magical bound of hers'.
She move moved more close and pressed her lips gently over his coarse cheek skin. Time did go still for a moment. It evoked all strange waves of emotions which he felt rushing in his body with a speed immeasurable. But the moment ended as soon as it started. The contact broke and shifting his eye balls, he looked in her eyes. She wanted to say something., so getting over the flutter, he graced himself for what was next to come.
"I am not used to all of this protectiveness mayank, so I just .. I just couldn't absorb, I am sorry."
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