"Champagne dribble..."
A Sandhir Os...
Clock struck at 12 sudden noises in her room broke her deep slumber Making her jolt ...
"Happy birthday to you Happy birthday to you may god bless you..." He sang in his most sensuous and husky voice .
She got up and hugged him absorbing his warmth in the chills of delhi .if the windows wouldn't have been closed fog would have made the room blur too.
"Thank you my love " she almost sang in his embrace.
"Let's celebrate " he chipped lifting her up in his arms.
"Its too cold" she complained nudgeing closer.
"Is is cold what's making you stick to me or hmmm" he hummed making her blush
"Shut up Randhir " she said hitting his chest.
He was still standing holding her in his arms .
"Put me down " she ordered him.
"What if I not sanyu" he said shamelessly
"Randhir" she blushed.
"Okay okay f9 "
The hall smelled of his cologne. Chocolate fudge cake placed neatly on the center table and a candle in it's center .
"Make your wish n blow the candles " chipped Randhir.
For a second she was in utter shock .She literally placed her hand on his forehead to check his temperature.
"Are you fine ?
Did you just say that? "
She asked shocked.
"Its not funny okay " he said faking anger .
Both laughed to this .
She blew out the candle and gestured him to hold her hand .He without arguing held her hand ,they cut the sugary delight and served each other .
"Hey look what's over there" he said pointing toward the wall.
She turned and with in seconds her face was filled with cream .
"Arghh That's not fair Randhir" she huffed running behind him.
He stopped and without missing a single chance she
Touched her cheek with his applying the cream on his face.
"Now this is fair"she chipped.
He cleaned their faces with a tissue
"May I Let the Champagne Dribble then" he asked
To which she nodded in yes.
He filled the glasses with the heated liquid which dribbled down their throat making them lossen them more into each other .
The movement was filled with silence both resting theirs heads on each other's absorbing the movement ,feeling the intimacy of togetherness.
"Where's my birthday gift " she chipped cutely .
He took out a box from his pocket and with in seconds he was on his knees .
"Will you?"
"Yes I ll"
"Yes" she replied to his proposal tears dripping down her eyes
And a platinum band was slipped into her ring finger he kissed her always wiping those pearls from her face.
"Don't "
They hugged each other heating the situation even more.
"Where's my return gift " he reciprocated.
"You can sleep on the bed"
He gave a questionable look.
"I trust you more than myself Randhir" she assured him.
It was a peaceful night for both they sleapt on the bed cuddling together with their clothes on .He respected her so did she .
Being in a love doesn't mean you have to be physically intimate ,its sharing love, togetherness, respecting each other and being each other's support throughout the life...
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#Simmy