The phone constantly rang irritating her as she hurriedly dried her hair, wet from her not so peaceful shower. Unlike other days, she was running terribly late for her work.. Geet cursed the ringing phone and continued drying her hair. As she looked at the clock, her eyes widened in horror looking at the time. Why did her parents have to go to every event in the world.? With her mom around, Geet was never used to being late but one day without her was no less than a nightmare for her. As she clumsily combed through her hair her tummy growled in hunger. Of course, she would need breakfast if not lunch. Sighing, she hurried out of her room and stuck the leftover food in the microwave, setting it on the timer and she ran back to her room. Grabbing her jeans, she pulled them on and just as she was about to knot her top into place, the noise of the microwave rang through the house. Entering the kitchen, she saw the microwave engulfed in smoke.
God Damnit.! She cursed and yanked the door of the microwave open. She had stuck steel into the microwave in her hurry. Instantly, she stuck her hands in there to pull the plate out. The moment she touched the plate, pain shot through her hands and she jumped back in anger.
Shit.! She cried.
Geet, what are you doing.? A voice scolded her and a hand pulled out the plug of the microwave, silencing the noise in the kitchen. Geet looked up to find Maan standing in front of her in his formals. Maan was living with them as a paying guest since almost 6 months. He was the son of one of her dad's friend, who came down to Delhi for his job. Her dad being the perfect friend offered to have him stay at their place. Geet found him an extremely sweet and caring guy, always smiling and making other smile. Well she could never deny the fact that he was unbelievably attractive and after a few months she found herself attracted to him. She hardly knew when she started liking him, much to her surprise.. However, he was kind of introvert and mostly kept to himself. It wasn't his arrogance, but his nature. He would greet her, talk to her sweetly but would always be himself. She eyed him from top to bottom, he was in his formals, looking gorgeously sexy. How could he manage to be so perfect all by himself.? She was clueless about when he got up, got dressed and left the house. In all the 6 months she observed him, he was never late even by a minute. She looked up at him to find him staring at her angrily. As she looked at him embarrassed, his face softened.
Are you okay.? He asked politely asking for her hand. She gently placed them in his and he carefully observed them.
I was late so I didn't even check what I was stuffing into the microwave. She explained herself, rather defended herself.
Hmm, that's fine.! But who told you to put your hands in there, trying to take out the plate. Didn't you know it would be hot.? He chided her for her recklessness as she fished out the ice from the fridge. Relief ran through her as the cold ice touched her skin. She watched him carefully ran the ice along her skin. That's what she loved about him, he could be so caring. A smile came up her lips as he blew softly into her skin. Sometimes, her heart told her that his feelings were no different from hers but her brain always rejected her heart. He looked up to find her smiling and he raised his eyebrows but she simply shook her head.
You should still put some cream over this, just in case. It shouldn't hurt. He told her with a smile. As she looked at him put away the ice in the fridge, she noticed his office bag which was still hanging off his shoulder. That's when it struck her, he shouldn't be at home at the moment.
Maan, what are you doing home at this time.? Aren't you supposed to have left already. I thought you already left when I woke up in the morning. She asked him. It was impossible that she missed him all the while he was in the house.
I did leave, but I forgot my phone in my room, so I came back for it. I called the landline, but you didn't answer. I had just entered the house when I heard the microwave blaring and I saw you running into the kitchen. Before I could stop you or pull out the plug of the thing, you had already put your hands in there. I am late after all, just like you. Maan chuckled. Geet smiled too, this was definitely something new. As she turned her back to him, filling the glass with water she heard a sharp intake of breath from him, it sounded more of a groan, a painful groan. That's when she realized, she was wearing her top when she ran out of her room and hadn't knotted her top at the back. Her eyes widened in shock and she turned around, facing him and plastered her back against the nearby wall. Maan stood there motionless, looking at her embarrassed face. Geet quickly looked away and tried reaching her back with her hands. She could reach them but as she struggled to tie the knots, her hands burned. She winced catching his attention. Geet saw him walking towards her with careful steps and her heart beat raced in anticipation. There was hardly any distance between them, so less that she could feel his breath if she just leaned in.
Should I.? He politely asked pointing at her back. Geet looked down nervously scared of her heart's reaction at his proximity. But she hardly had an option, so she just nodded. Maan slowly snaked his hands around her waist and pulled her closer. Her breath caught as she almost crashed against his chest but held onto his hands for support, his perfume filling her senses. He instantly felt her relax the moment their bodies touched, it was a surprise for him. Her breathing quickened as she felt his hand travel up to her back without touch her. She could feel his touch. Maan slowly did the first knot of her top, careful enough not to touch her. He always found her attractive, but could never muster up the courage to even approach her for letting out his feelings. Her reactions to his actions somehow made him happy, but it didn't give him enough courage to admit his feelings. Geet almost clutched his arm when his fingers brushed on her back. A shiver ran down both their spines at the intimate contact. Geet closed her eyes tightly afraid of how she might react at another touch of his hand. Maan did the same, controlling his overflowing desires. He could never have thought Geet could evoke such emotions inside him, it was just not good manners. Doing the third knot, Maan opened his eyes and waited for her to leave him but she was not even aware of him being done.
Geet, it's done. Maan spoke slowly making her aware of their position. Geet heard his words and opened her eyes and slowly distanced herself from him still holding onto his arms. She looked up to find him looking down at her, straight into her eyes. She could see herself in his eyes and she feared what he might see in hers. Both of them could feel the charge between them, it was overwhelming them with emotions. Geet's breath caught as his hand flexed against her waist, pulling her closer. Her hand automatically went up to his neck, curving around it. Maan's eyes suddenly twinkled in happiness and his face leaned into hers. Geet was too lost to even realize when she reached up to meet his leaning face. Maan's heartbeat quickened as he saw her reaching up to him. None of them were in their senses to realize where they headed. His breath fanned her lips, their lips were inches apart. Geet closed her eyes with a smile covering her lips, waiting for his lips to touch hers. She could only imagine the feel of his lips against her and the thought itself brought a smile on her lips. Maan looked at her smile and closed the distance between their lips. Both groaned in pleasure as their lips pressed against hers but before either of them could live their happiness or deepen the kiss, the phone rang breaking the dead silence in the house. The only sound in the kitchen was their heavy breathing until the shrill sound of the phone tore them out of their trance and yanked them back to reality. Maan's eyes opened, followed by hers and they both looked at each other in shock, realizing their proximity. Maan was the first one to pull his hands away from her waist and he instantly stepped away from her unlocking her hands off his neck. Geet saw him in confusion as he ran his hand through his hair. When he looked up, what she saw in his eyes broke her heart. It was sheer regret.
I'm sorry Geet. I don't know what happened, it was just a mistake. I got carried away and I'm really sorry for that. Maan quickly spoke and before she could even respond to him, he stormed out of the kitchen leaving her in tears. She looked at the now closed door, he had just walked out of in pain. It was a mistake according to him but it was the best thing that she ever felt. Before she knew, tears made their way down her cheeks. She wasn't just attracted to him, she was in love with him; that's the reason his words hurt so badly.
She tried slicing the vegetable with her blurred vision but wasn't able to see anything with the tears clouding her eyes. Much to her anger, she couldnt stop crying since the time Maan walked out of the house after their almost kiss. She ended up in her room all day trying to figure out what she read in his eyes if it was a mistake for him. In order to avoid facing him, she stayed locked up in her room when he came back and started cooking. She instantly understood he was doing it for her sake as well still bothering to remember about her burnt hands. Of all the things, he cared about her burnt hands and not her wounded heart, courtesy his words. She waited for him to come out of the kitchen so she could cook for herself, she wasn't going to eat what he made for her, Even now he sat in his room working on his laptop while she was crying her eyes out. Consumed by her thoughts and blinded by her tears, she failed to see the knife too close to her finger. A slicing pain shot through her spine as the knife sliced open her finger.
Ahhh.! She screamed in pain. Blood oozed out of her finger as another set of tears made their way down her hazels. Before she knew, she was sobbing, it was the pain from the cut and his words together that broke through her. Angrily she pushed the chopping board off the table, scattering the vegetable around the kitchen and sank to the ground crying. Maan rushed to the kitchen hearing her scream and he found shocked him, she was sitting on the ground crying. His eyes caught the blood oozing out of her finger and instanlty he was by her side prying her hand off her grip.
Geet, are you okay.? Your hand is bleeding. He said worriedly. Geet looked up to find him kneeling infront of her and the next second her finger was in his mouth and he was sucking her blood. It was too much for her to handle, frustrated she snatched her hand away from him leaving him shocked.
I'm fine. You dont need to worry. She said wiping the tears off her face and getting up to leave but he held her back.
Geet, your hand is still bleeding. What were you doing anyway with your already burnt hands.? Didnt you check that I had already cooked for the both of us. You could have asked me. Maan scolded her, pissing her off even further.
I said my hand is fine. ts just a cut, it will be fine once I put some band-aid. As for you cooking, you dont need to do anything for me, I can cook for myself. Please don't worry about me. She snapped at him and walked out of the kitchen leaving him shocked with her sudden rudeness. Never in the six months did she ever talk to him this way and somehow her harshness was hurting him. Something was wrong and he knew it was because of him. Geet felt his hand pull her back before she could enter her room.
Geet, please have something. I can understand you might be angry, but please dont take it out on the food. Moreover you are hurt. Maan said earnestly. His care towards her was even more haunting her, why did he care for her yet push her away. She pulled her hand out of his hand and galred at him.
I said leave me alone. You dont need to worry about me, I am fine. Its just a cut, I wont die with a small cut. You dont need to worry about me, you might just end up making another mistake and regret it later. Geet spat at him and turned her back to him. Yet again as she was about to enter her room, he pulled her back and plastered her against the wall. It hurt but as she looked up at him, she saw anger in his eyes and he was glaring at her. She galred back with tears clouding her eyes.
Don't ever talk such rubbish again, Geet. I said I am sorry for what happened in the morning, I didn't do it intentionally. I don't... Maan said with apologetic and angry eyes. Her words set him off the edge, he knew she could be angry at what transpired in the morning but the words she dared to say were intolerable for him. As he spoke, he noticed her eyes and stopped. They had tears and were blood red. It didnt take him long to figure it out that she had been crying for hours. Her eyes reflected pain, immense pain. It wasn't the pain of the cut, it was something else. Instantly his hand reached up to wipe the tears off her cheeks, he didnt miss her reaction as she closed her eyes, feeling his touch.
How long have you been crying.? Was it because of me.? He whispered, still wiping the tears off her face. Her eyes snapped open at his words and she realized what was happening. She wasn't about to get close to him again and get pushed away. She pushed his hand away and looked at him angrily.
Why do you care for how long I was crying.? Its not your concern if I was crying because of you or anyone. Just stay away from me Maan, It will help both of us as you wont make any " mistake " and I wont end up in pain. Geet snapped once again and looked at his ashen face. Her words were clear to him, he couldn't miss the sarcasm in them for the world. She had already said the same words once and now it dawned upon him that she was taunting him. He didn't need anything else to know what his mistake was. Geet turned away from to go away but was once again pulled back by him and her back hit the wall. Before she could do anything, his lips came smashing against hers. Geet looked at him shocked as he held her by her waist and kissed he. His eyes were closed, his lips moving against hers, his hand flexing against her back; he was waiting for her to respond. She was too shocked to respond but snapped out of it when his teeth bit her lower lip. Her lips parted and his tongue darted into her mouth exploring the corners of her mouth. His hand was still flexing at her back, probing her to respond. The feel of his lips against hers finally sunk in and it was enough to melt her. He was kissing her and waiting for her to respond, after all the pain she felt during the day how could she ever not respond to him. Her hands went around his neck as she responded and kissed him back. The kiss turned from a soft one to a passionate one as they kissed each other senseless until both were out of breath. Maan broke the kiss as he felt her struggling for breath, resting his forhead against hers.Geet looked at him and he could see the happiness in her eyes. The blood that rushed to her cheeks as the kiss ended was a treat to watch for him. His finger traced along her cheek making her blush further. Maan smiled looking at her innocent face, it only reflected happiness. Gone was the anger and pain which he saw a few minutes ago, there was only the happiness from the kiss. How could he have missed that pain in her eyes in the morning.
That should have been our first kiss and it was not a mistake. Maan whispered into her ear placing a soft kiss on her ear. Geet moaned and crushed herself againt his chest, clasping her hands around his waist. Maan felt elated and wound his arms around her, pulling her closer to himself.
I love you Maan. Geet said out of the blue. Maan froze hearing her confession. It was what he always wanted to hear and now that he did, he was clueless about how to react. She felt him freeze and looked up at him afraid to see his reaction. Maan looked down at her and saw her glowing face and smiled, pressing his lips to hers once again. Geet smiled into the kiss, the kiss was not a passionate one but a lovable one.
I love you Geet. I fell in love with you long back but I am not very good at expressing myself, in the morning when I did, I felt I did it the wrong way and you might mistake me for taking advantage of you. Its not that I regretted kissing you but I regtretted the way it happened. I didn't want to hurt you, but unfortunately I did. I am really sorry for that. Maan said earnetsly looking into her eyes. Geet looked at him lovingly and cupped his cheek, placing a lovable peck on his forehead.
Another thing I would like to mention, dont you dare talk any such nonsense again infront of me. You have only seen my good side, but be rest assured Ms.Geet, I can be a devil too. Maan warned her, this was the first time he looked this serious. Geet nodded innocently and pulled him into another enthusiastic kiss to which he responded with equal passion, it was all Maan needed to know how happy she was. It was all they needed, each other.!
Geet, I am tired of meeting and romancing you secretly. Half of the time you are working and I am left to play with your hair or just look at you work. Maan cribbed like a baby, nuzzling her ear. Geet giggled as it tickled her pushed her laptop away facing him. She still couldn't believe how handsome he was, she could never get enough of him. Maan noticed her staring at him and raised an eyebrow at her.
I'm just wondering how can you be so handsome.? You know it's really not fair. Geet complained pinching his nose.
Well, for someone as beautiful as you, I have to be handsome, right.? Maan replied pinching her nose back. Geet laughed and was about to grab her laptop again when he pulled her back.
Ohh no no.! Enough of work for tonight. It's unfair Geet, is this how I treat you when you come to meet me at my office.? Maan complained.
Maan, please just for tonight. I promise from tomorrow I will be free and we can spend more time together. Please manage somehow for tonight. Geet requested to which Maan only rolled his eyes. He started playing with her hair while she got back to her work.
Geet, lets tell uncle and Aunty about us. Even my mom and dad, I think they will be elated to know about us. Maan said out of the blue surprising Geet. She looked at him to see if he was joking but he was quite serious. Maan got off the bed much to her dislike and kneeled infront of her bedside the bed. Geet gasped and her hands clamped around her mouth keeping herself from screaming. Maan laughed at her reaction and pulled out a box from his jeans pocket.
Well I wanted to this differently but since I have no chance of having your attention today, I have to do this way. You already know how much I love you, so I will just ask you. Even though I know your answer, but I want to do this. Maan said shaking his head and laughing. Geet was speechless but still nodded.
Will you marry me Geet.? I want you all my life and I can't even imagine living without you now. Please marry me. Maan proposed to her opening the box and revealing a beautiful ring. Geet was overwhelmed, tears clouded her eyes and words dried her mouth. She felt the tears flowing down her eyes and blood rushing to her cheeks and all she could do was hide herself in her hands.
Jaan, I am waiting. Maan chuckled and she looked up to find him looking at her amusingly. Geet was short of words to answer him so she just threw herself at him and kissed him passionately. Maan smiled into the kiss and pulled her closer, deepening the kiss. He got the answer he needed.
1 year Later.
Geet cried in ecstasy and fell on his chest, panting from her shattering climax. Maan followed her, moaning her name. Maan's hands wrapped around her naked back, hugging her closer. She could feel his racing heartbeat. Both lay panting, trying to calm their erratic breathing.
You are incorrigible, how wild can you be Mr.Husband.? What I thought of you and what you turned out to be.! Geet chided him as he drew patterns on her back. Maan laughed hard hearing her words.
Well Mrs.Wifey, you are no less. You are equally wild. You only look innocent, you obviously aren't innocent. As I said, I need to be handsome to match your beauty and I need to be wild enough to match you. Maan winked earning a smack from her.
Haha, funny. We both know who is the devil here. Can we sleep now.? I'm tired now. But you look like you can go on for another night. Geet said pushing herself off him and lying beside his naked form. Maan looked at her naughtily and eyed her darkly. He couldn't get enough of her beauty, ever.
Right you are darling, I can go on for ever if you are the one I am with. Maan said hovering over her and leaning in for a kiss.
Like I will let you. Sleep Mr.Husband. Geet said placing her hands on his shoulders and trying to push him into the bed. Maan smiled wickedly and closed the distance between their lips.
Resist me if you can Wifey.! Maan whispered and grinded their bodies together. Geet gasped as the sensation hit her like a wave of pleasure and looked at him in shock. Maan laughed, smiling his most charming smile and raised his eyebrows. Geet just melted at that one look and grinned back at him, pulling him into a kiss. Finally as tiredness kicked in, Maan pulled her against his chest and placed a kiss on her hair, holding her tightly until both drifted off to their own heaven; a peaceful sleep in each other's arms.
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