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#2
It wasn't a special day anyway. Just the usual one; where Maan had gone over to his new office in town and Rohan to his play school. It had been a year and a half to our wedding and life was at blissful bliss in Mumbai. July rains tormented the muddy lands below as I cooked a dinner with Nakul...sometimes being a homebody is so relaxing!I did go for my brainstorming sessions' and meetings but only when required. Maan being Maan had not disallowed me from pursuing my career but I had made time for family. After years of working and working I wanted to enjoy these special moments. But it wasn't a special day anyway.
Except, I had something to say.
"Geet...Geet"
His voice came over like waves over the cool rainy air that every now and then damped my windows.
"What is it Maan? You..."
I put the spatula down and turn to see him all damp and beautiful glory.
Oh my! My husband is a sight to behold in wet business clothes. I shy at my own shameless thoughts and the blush doesn't go unnoticed by the Gallant Tyrant either. He quirks an eyebrow at me, his hands stilling on the last button of his waist coat as he opens it. He runs his hand through his damp hair in that oh-so-sexy way. How did he get wet in that MIB type Audi?
"What do I do with this?"
Nakul asks from behind showing me a vegetable I forget what is called. At this moment I would care less if it was an orange long onion with spiking leaves or a pink layered carrot.
"Chop it. I'll be back to saute"
I murmur following Maan up the stairs.
Before I even reach the door to our bedroom he has pushed me in and locked the door secure.
"Maan"
I squeal but he shuts my mouth with his.
"You shout like a volcano Mishty"
His mouth murmurs on mine and hair drips cold rain water all over my clothes. I lean over to mesh my fingers in his hair but he pulls away
"No"
He shakes his head and I frown.
"Undress me"
He commands spreading his arms wide
As if I haven't before!
I roll my eyes exasperated.
"Don't do that Mrs. Khurana. Your humble husband is only fulfilling your fantasy"
"My fantasy?"
I frown
"Why, didn't you want to undress me that day at Dev's office in New York?"
Maan cocks his head to a side and I start at the memory. It's been so long ago now, when I didn't hold any rights over him, when I wanted to run away from the flame he was and yet burn in him...but oh the prospects now!
I smile, the sultry seductress smile that has him explode as he himself has confessed. I move away from the wall he has trapped me in and towards him, walking him back. Slowly I let my hands climb his torso to the lapels of his waist coat and shove it back until they are at his arms. He has mercy and shrugs out of it.
His eyes glint with amusement but mouth quirks darkly. And I know he is as aroused as I am. I bend over to kiss the V of his shirt meeting damp skin and his hands find my behind to goad. I button down his shirt until the last one and push it over his shoulders but damn! It's stuck at the wrists.
He smirks and shows me his cufflinks; a little laugh escaping him. The Gallant husband!
I, being the newly shaped Gallant wife give him my full megawatt beam and lower my head to tug his cufflink free.
"Ahhh Mish.."
His sharp intake has my confidence boosting as I scrape my teeth over his wrist. That spot at the base of the wrist is not only my week point, I realized very early into our marriage! I mimic my moves taking his other hand and before his cuff links are free he has shrugged out of the shirt and pulled me down on the bed.
"Enough fantasy for a day"
He pins me to the bed and starts ripping out of both our clothes until we are naked and buried into one another...
"Maan"
I turn into his arms as we sit quietly by the bay window after our heated love making. The mild spray of rains on this dusk splashes our faces and almost naked bodies. He is naked except a pair of boxers and I except the suit he had worn before we started. It wasn't damp and the only clothing on the floor worth wearing.
"Hmm"
He looks down at me from the distance where he rested over the seas and a darkening horizon.
"Nice fantasy"
I kiss his throat, changing minds at last moment as the confident rush leaves me.
"Oh yes. And now you are planning to fulfill mine?"
He asks sitting straight up so that I have to pull out. I look quizzically at him and he gazes down at my glowing just-loved body encased in his big dark suit. I flush.
"This isn't a tuxedo"
I brave an answer and he bends his head into the crook of my neck to suckle.
"You'd rather it was? I can get one from my closet now"
"No"
I rest over him, plastering his back in the wall again, clutching my tummy.
"Maan"
I try croaking.
"What is it that you want to tell me Mishty"
"How did you know?"
I start and pull out.
He smiles and cocks his head in response and I know. Just like that. Just like I know when he wants to confess a little lie or a little toy or chocolate he has bought Rohan. He knows I am brimming with something to get out.
"I wanted to ..."
"Mom...Papa...Mom open naa"
We hear Rohan behind the door, pounding his little fists.
"He must be back from his play pen"
I say getting into the bathroom as Man pulls a T-shirt from a chest of drawers and saunters to open the door to his little son.
"Papa we will go for Spider Man 5"
I hear Rohan pad in and quickly change into a dry Kurti and slacks. Pulling my hair out of the back I quickly scuttle out to see Rohan and Maan splayed on the bed discussing Spider Man 5 villains. My violent men!
"Mom we are going Spider man today night"
Rohan jumps on the bed and Maan grins pulling him down to tickle.
"Mom's gonna get super scared"
Maan whispers to Rohan and the men share a conspiratorial laugh knowing well I heard.
"I am not coming"
I am angry now. Okay, almost angry. But I am.
"But why"
Maan asks and I busy myself in picking and folding clothes we dispensed earlier.
"I am not coming for your violent movies"
"You have to come mom. You are coming"
Rohan whines
"No"
"Yes"
They say in unison
"No"
"Why"
Maan asks quizically
"Because I don't want my baby to be violent like you guys"
And there, it is out. In a way I never wanted it to be. Maan suddenly sits up and stares dumbfounded at me. I drop his shirt down when he scoots up and rounds the bed to hold me by the shoulders.
"Baby"
His awe striking breath is unexpected. And I feel my belly fluttering. Oh this is so intimate; more closely intimate than even making love.
"Your baby"
I nod at my stomach and he grins so bad, his face resembles my Rohan when he sees a basket full of brownies.
"Mom we have a baby"
Rohan scratches his head standing on the bed and Maan picks him up; jubilant as the stars.
"Yes, we are having a baby superman. Mom here is gonna give me another baby"
Maan laughs and hugs me with the other hand, squeezing Rohan in between.
Edited by frostedstarlit - 11 years ago
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