Resting her head against the backrest, Khushi glanced at his sharply etched profile, his eyes focused on the fast moving scenery outside. Her lips curved into a smile at the memory of their first meeting.
Jen, after reading the above sentences from this update, it reminded me of the prologue and the below sentences from it.
Curiously, Khushi turned her head with a studied casual movement to glance at it's occupant. Maybe it was just the sun shining in her eyes or maybe it was the highly aesthetic view of an extraordinarily handsome, chiseled profile, but her eyes suddenly felt dazzled. For some vague reason stemming from the subconscious realms of her mind , that profile reminded her of ancient Roman coins, you often see in museums, engraved with the enticing yet intimidating profile of their emperors.
"If one could just imagine them wearing elegant rimless glasses, Joseph Abboud summer blazer and an Italian silk tie. Among other things, of course", she mused silently, noting how his fingers drummed impatiently on the steering wheel.
Her uncharacteristically fanciful reverie was broken, when with a sudden movement, he turned his head to squarely meet her dreamy gaze. A finely arched brow cocked questioningly, and a glimmer of ill-tempered irritation at being stared at, evident in the coldness of his piercing, caramel eyes.
Will Khushi tell him about it? đł
Why was Arnav so impatient on that day? Where was he heading to with such urgency?
Edited by canapoem - 10 years ago
