Chapter 6
For the things they could create, the moment's, the pleasing memories.. He watched in her eyes, breathing heavily, later resting his forehead on the door engulfing her small frame in his embrace.
"Shit!" Her mind cried, this was not anywhere near to her imaginations, She kissed him!
Her heart was beating at a great alacrity, enough to explode at any moment, when he rested his forehead on the door she was pinned, she felt his hard chest embracing her with warmth. For god's sake she needed to jump out from there but she couldn't, rather she stayed there, trying to catch her breath.
After grabbing enough strength he opened his eyes, smelling the sweet fragrance of her's. He exhaled harder, letting his breath fall on the soft curves of her nape, making her shiver with a stream of desire.
And with minutes passing he realized what mess he had created. He arched back a bit and kissed her earlobe making her grasp the handle of door.
"I..I.." He tried to whisper but all was in vain, his was choked, all his senses refused to respond.
And what happen next left him completely surprised. She circled her arms around his back and hugged him with all her might, resting her forehead on his shoulder blade.
It do took few seconds for him to respond to her, but he do responded with all his might with engulfing her in his arms.
And the thing persisting between was a pure silence, harboring some new-old things.
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She let water droplets caress her aching body as her hands played with foam. The day was completely filled with weird happenings. Only she knows with so much courage she had completed that photo-shoot with him, More it was completely fine until that thing happened.
God! He kissed me? Really? What did that mean?
She questioned herself though knowing what it signifies- That he still had that soft-old corner for her.
Means the girl he wanted to Date during school days was Kria?
Did it all lead to her?
She scoffed and laid back in bathtub, closing her eyes.
Relax! Just Relax!
But When had God been nice to her? The Door bell ranged and she cursed God again for not letting her breath peacefully for a moment.
She heard a faint voices of conversation happening downstairs. Maya, her servant, must be attending it, she eased back more, not willing to open her eyes until morning.
But strangely she didn't hear any more noise from downstairs, she quickly wrapped the towel around her essentials and got out from bathroom just to have a quick view of everything being alright.
She took small wet steps out from bathroom, first rubbing her wet feet on rug and then on the marble floor.
And as soon as she lifted her head up, she was paralyzed.
f**k! f**k! f**k!
Only curses came out from her mouth, lamenting on her decision to step out from bathroom.
Her insides flipped upside down, mixing every emotion, every sense as if there was no control of her on her emotions, all were governed by him.
She clutched the towel, as she stepped back.
His eyes locked with her's, his dark brown eyes.
She looked more than an angel with her wet hairs sticking to her glowing skin, few water droplets trapped in the moistness of her lips. That towel which was shamelessly wrapped around her chest, giving a slight view of her curves, and he barely could resist himself from touching her.
"I am sorry.." He said turning around, his back facing her.
Sorry? Huh? Was he sorry? She beamed up her spirit, This was the time for revenge!
She quickly tucked the towel more and walked towards him.
Edited by Incandescence. - 11 years ago
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