Her one..and only
The glint in his eyes became more seductive and challenging, almost like a dare in its taunting depths “I will promise to let you go, only if you promise to”
“I am not promising anything” she said looking deep into his eyes
The pressure of his grip pulling her closer, she tried to put a steel thali between them
He gently pushed it off the swing
It did not clatter, but fell with a thump
She barely had time to calm her wild senses
Sunday morning, happily grating carrots, OK well not so happily grating carrots and he has to show up
The fresh scent of his soap clinging to her senses
“Sleeping alone is not natural after someone gets married, I am told” he whispered
“By who?” she croaked
One foot on the ground and one folded up on the swing and being dragged to fall over him was not necessarily an elegant way to be
She tumbled in an ungainly sprawl on top of him
He leaned to grab a sliver of carrot, again, she smacked his hand off
He bend down and grabbed it cooly with his lips instead, his fingers gentle and caressing while his thumb on his right hand gently caressed her neck.
The sugary swell of tormenting misery bubbled up inside her, she choked when his lips lingered on her mound
He was her adolescent crush, her adult fetish and her senior hottie….
She wasn’t his first, but she didn’t care when he approached her
He was hers… now
The slow heady kiss dragged a response from deep inside
His fingers explored her upper body slowly as he watched her reaction
She pulled away shoving him
“This is not my room” she said stiffly darting a glance every which way to make sure no neighbors were out in their balconies
Breathless, confused and aroused
Yep! That’s me around the Parashar kid
Its almost unbelievable
He watched her lips move and chuckled
“Are you talking to yourself?”
Her wrist still in his grip
“Haan shaayad… I am sorry I forgot to send a memo” she tried to get up
He yanked her back on to his body
“Raa…”
“Stop fighting me, Viveka Mathur”
“It’s the middle of the day in my parents balcony” she pulled away
He relaxed his grip so she could pull away but not completely
“What is all this?” he asked fingering her bangles
“Bua asked Chachi to do some mannat…. Did you need my bare wrists for something?” she asked politely
He burst out laughing
“I might”
“Well too bad… I am supposed to leave it on at least for 10 or 15 years” she lied
“So there is hope??” he muttered
She scowled softly
Their gaze met
“Why are you holed up in the balcony?” he asked softly
“I love it here, its quiet, I wanted to watch my show”
“Gossip Girl?”
“Tum yeh poochhne aaye?”
“And to bring you home”
“I cant” she said
He looked shocked
“No I am not ending the marriage… may be we can talk about it later, but not today” she said softly
She tried not to choke up
“I don’t want to talk about it….” He sulked
“Fine we can pretend like all is well until you hang up the phone on me again”
“And you hide out in your parents balcony?”
“Mera haath chhodo”
“Why?”
“I am supposed to be grating carrots”
“It can wait”
“OK fine lets talk about what you think about Naina and Inder’s wedding”
“I don’t want to do that” “I am not talking to my Dad anymore,” he said
“OMG!” she was shocked
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