He had made love to her slowly and gently, pausing at her every moan, worshipping her every inch, her innocence was almost toxic. All she worried about was keeping her prank stash safe from Shravu and him. She was untouched by the politics and crime of his family. Sometimes he wondered why she even married him... she had no idea of the enormity of the mess the Bhallas were.
Her Appa was right in many ways, he was not a "good clean Iyer boy". But she had chosen him... he smiled smugly... yep! She had chosen him... The "playboy recluse" as Sam mentioned... having her Appa use it with Tan in reference to him.
She went from being a somber, thoughtful self reflecting ambitious accountant to a completely innocent, playful, impetuous creature, a wanton creature that demanded his attention.
"No da" she would beg everytime without fail, when he would attempt to leave after love making. "Please da, sleep by me"...she followed him room to room like a puppy dog...She fought like a tigress and gave like a philanthropist
These were his thoughts about II, when they were in Paris...
Nisha, can we have some more of his thoughts, what goes on in his head? Its so rare u write about him and his thought process...we got some of it abt Excelsior, the wasteful resources, where the company is losing...his mom ...that made me cry... but I love reading about what actually makes him tick?
