Arshi FF: Destined To Love #2 LINK TO#3 Pg151 - Page 53

He came in the kitchen to fetch a glass of water and found her engaged in preparing the breakfast, she was totally busy in her dough making and the way she was concentrating on her work it seemed as though she had an extremely tough task in hand but she was not willing to give up. So what if her loose tendril was blocking her view and every time she pushed it with the back of her hand it fell on her eyes again, irritating her to no extent and so what, if while dealing with her hair she had smudged dry flour on her cheek, still she was hell bent on completing her task. Folding his arms across his chest, he titled his head slightly and kept on looking at her, she appeared so cute, innocent and troubled that he couldn't stop himself from grinning. Knowingly or unknowingly she always managed to warm his heart and bring a smile on his face. With her life was just beautiful.

He cleared his throat to make his presence felt, she jumped up on hearing him and nervously tugged her hair back, again smearing some flour on her face and making him roll his eyes. He pointed towards her cheek, she raised her hand that was already covered with flour to wipe it.

" what are you doing ?" he asked sternly, furrowing his brows. What else could she do, she wondered when he started walking towards her and stopped in front of her. She licked her dry lips nervously, seeing him standing so close to her. Unaware what he would do, she kept on staring at him blankly when he lifted his hand and tucked the loose hair that was troubling her so much behind her ear. She gulped the lump formed inside her throat, thinking that now he would move back, giving her some space to breath but he didn't. Instead he cupped her cheek with one hand, she gasped and closed her eyes as his thumb rubbed over her cheek to remove the dry flour. She stood paralyzed, unable to move and her fingers curled inside the dough. His soft and warm touch was making her heart pound rapidly, her breathing hitched and she opened her eyes slowly. His thumb stopped what it was doing but his hand didn't leave her face and now his dark pools looked into her dark pools . Her gaze was vulnerable, fragile and at the same time magnetic. It was drawing him towards her. The attraction and love between them was superseding all the boundaries and before they knew his lips were hovering over hers. Closing her eyes once again she took a sharp intake of breath. Her lips were quivering when he touched them.