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PART 22

Friday nite

Somewhere near Ajmera Construction site Worli Mumbai

Khanak: Shantanu!......

Shaan: Hmm (nuzzles her ear)

Khanak: Its not funny! Shantanu.....

Shaan: I am not laughing Khanak

Khanak: Oh! God! (whispers agonized on his pocket)

Shaan: Youve said my name twice in a minute. You dont say it for days sometime....... (grins in her ear).

She felt his jaw on her ear, his breath tickled her hair, he teased her dangly earring with his nose........

Shaan: I cant think of a more pleasurable thing than making love to you all night and waking up in the morning beside you Khanak....... (groans audibly)

He slowly relaxes and heaves a sigh of relief as if his destination had been reached

She drops her hands on his waist and slowly looks sideways.

she is mortified. He had actually torn himself away from the kiss with a groan.

She had no place to run and hide. All her fierce declarations about loving Sooraj........... only him..... had been erased in the past five minutes.

Something about this man was totally destructive to her peace of mind, he leans sideways, tucks his hands in his pocket, pushes her dupatta over her shoulders, without touching her.

Scalded she steps away.... and stands in front of him, leaning also on the same door, a foot or so away,

Shaan: So now we will talk to each otherw ithout looking then? (amused)

Khanak: This is so embarrassing for me'' you have to understand'''.

Shaan: So is not looking at me going to make it go away? (patient)

She covers her face with her hands, breathes into it for a minute and runs her hands over her head/hair. Many silky strands have escaped her braid, she shakes her head after a thought.. Lets out a long deep breath. "I misled him in some way, I have to stop him now. This has gone too far"

All the prep turns out to be worthless, coz the moment she turns around and faces his gaze, the color shoots up on her face.

Khanak: I think we should go home now! (Oh! God!) I mean''''. You should drop me home now. (meets his eyes)

He is just looking at her deeply, no mockery, no laughter, no talking''..she can hear her heart in her ears, its so loud, she can feel that breath on her ear, those eyes carressing her'. Those li'''.

They both realize something had just happened, something had changed between them forever. She has linked her fingers in the front, and is basically clenching and unclenching them to ease the tension. Her phone is suffocating in that grip.

She for the first time in her life knows how a South Mumbai brat really kisses, the first kiss was tame''''..

She had never encountered such aggressive passion before. Sooraj was'''''.. Oh! God! Sooraj!

He is still holding the door for her, she seats herself, smiles at the door, he shuts it gently and walks around''

He hits the radio, at the exact same moment she opens the window, the air is more moist now, huge droplets fall inside''. She lays back and shuts her eyes''..

Lataji is singing'' "

(This happens to be my most fave Hindi song ever, it has some of the fondest memories for me. This song is almost proprietory to me 😉. Sigh! I cannot begin to count the memories associated with it. I share it for the first time with my fave couple, he is strong, she is tiny and they have that magic, he is dashing, she is simple and elegant.. I have listened to it countless times while it rained in Delhi''.. I guarantee you, if you do listen to it when it rains you will wish you were in love)

Rimjhim gire saawan
sulag sulag jaaye man
bheege aaj is mausam me
lagi kaisi ye agan

Rimjhim gire saawan
sulag sulag jaaye man
bheege aaj is mausam me
lagi kaisi ye agan
lalalalalalala

pahle bhi yoon to
barse the baadal
pahle bhi yoon to
bheega tha aanchal
lalalalalalalalalala
pahle bhi yoon to
barse the baadal
pahle bhi yoon to
bheega tha aanchal

abke baras kyun sajan
sulag sulag jaaye man
bheege aaj is mausam me
lagi kaisi ye agan
lalalalalalala

Is baar saawan
dahka hua hai
is baar mausam
bahka hua hai
lalalalalalalala
Is baar saawan
dahka hua hai
is baar mausam
bahka hua hai

jaane peeke chali kya pawan
sulag sulag jaaye man
bheege aj is mausam me
lagi kaisi ye agan
rimjhim gire sawan
sulag sulag jaaye man
bheege aaj is mausam me
rimjhim gire sawan
lalalala
rimjhim gire sawan

He drives carefully avoiding, bumps and puddles so water wont splash on her from the pavement'''. Breeze mixes with rain and her mind and body are bathed in'' joy'. Pleasure her body had forgotten existed'''this man had suddenly opened the door to it.

Here he sat by her, drove the car'''possessive, protective of her''.he had said things to her Sooraj had never. He spoke more than Sooraj, he wanted her to know how he felt. He wanted her to know exactly how she affected him.

Her left shoulder was soaked''..she turned around and looked at him, as if on cue, he raised the window from his console, leaving an inch open on top''. All without looking at her.

There was a purposeful, determined look on his face which completely contrasted with the vulnerable emotional mess she was''.

Khanak: I am sorry about the car'' andar kaafi geela ho gaya (apologetic)

Shaan (looking at her briefly, not at where she was pointing) Don't worry about it Khanak'

The only exchange that happened in the car that nite.

He pulls into her complex. Its past 9.30 PM. Its not raining anymore''. The air is damp, the street light reflecting in the puddles, showing of the oily mess from exhausts. Cookers were whistling, and television was blaring, kids were fighting over sharper pencils, and fathers were yelling in Marathi'..

He gets her laptop case out, Ram has called her, she tells him she will return his call when he she gets home. He is worried what took her so long. She says "she was caught up at work"

He is waiting for her with the elevator door open, her soaked dupatta plasters itself on his arm when she reaches to get her laptop from him, the red of the dupatta mixes with the white of the shirt underneath and becomes a deep pink'''..

Khanak: I am sorry............. your shirt is all wet now............

He doesn't say a word

The elevator huffs and pants and lifts off "What are you doing tomorrow?"

She has no idea what she was supposed to say to that''. "Oh! I have work" (safety net)

Shaan: Hmm.. Will call you in the evening and pick u up for dinner

Her insides have knotted up into a huge slimy ball and is threatening to explode.

The door opens.....................

She walks out without turning back to see if he is following, he is

"Oh! God! Hope Ritu is not home" "Why wont she be?" "Crap!"

Shaan: Khanak! (he stops by the elevator)

Khanak: Hmm (feeling her dupatta for water)

Shaan: Good night! And no'. don't wish me'' I know I wont be able to sleep......... tonite.

They look at each other one last time for the weekend'''''. Or so they think

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Next one coming up shortly

Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyy .. .

hi Aditee 🤗

hi adittee

thanks for not ending it..:)

nd yesterday i read ur update for some 6 7 times nd the last few lines....dnt remember... have lost count😊

hei aditee,
it was simply superb..shaan letting her know all abt his feelings fir her..brave man..n khanak is unable to react otherwise even after preparing herself for that..final line was making me expect that they'll meet soon..so when'll khanak say wat she feels even though shaan knows wat she feels..continue soon aditee..

Aditee thodi dheere se chal, bhaga mat pls, take it slow. I want to imbibe all the little nuances & their romance in me. Let them take it at snail pace. selfish me, I know. 😃 I want it to linger on me after I read it for a long long time.

Just read quite a few of the pending parts !

Loved them all.......Ur blue lines are stuff to die for !!! ROFL !!

woww aditee.......
It ws superbb.....n its gr8 tht ur nt ending it.....
Beautiful it ws..wonderful update..

waitin for the nxt part!!