ADIOS to sweet Smile Dimpled Doc?

Armaan ... He continued to admire her, memorizing every feature of her face, though he had done that the first time he ever saw her.

She blushed as he looked at her, and he brought his hand up to push a stray strand of hair behind her ears. Then his hand cupped her face and he brought her in to kiss her, more passionately. Her hands were at his chest, and slowly moved to his shoulders, and one moved farther up to the back of his neck AND NOW SHE RUSHED TIGTLY AND SAFELY IN HIS ARMS. They broke apart only when the need for air arose, and she snuggled into him even more than she already was.

"Ridhimma," he whispered.

"Yeah?"

He took a deep breath.. He'd never said this to a woman before other than Ridhimma herself. "I love you."

A small, utterly blissful smile graced her face. "I love you very very much Armaan."

When she said that, Armaan knew that this wasn't going be the end of them. With a smirk, he tightly hugged her towards him, eliciting a giggle from her and he began kissing her neck. Ridhimma's hands went to his hair, curling her fingers into his short strands of hair. As his lips moved to her ear, gently nipping at it, she let out a quiet moan of satisfaction and it encouraged him to continue.

His fingers were running through her hair and the slow gentle movement combined with his subtle heart beat lulled her. She was afraid that either she would wake up from sleep of hers and find this was simply a dream. Her eyes fluttered shut, and she faintly heard him say something. "You're so beautiful," he murmured. So now she was comfortably in his safe arms.

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