"That was my pleasure love but who said the day's ended?"
She instantly looked up at him surprised when he simply winked at her in reply. He without uttering a word had then pulled her in... into a club.
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The interiors were of crystal and the place had fluroscent blue lights emitting making the crystals shine. Though the music was a little loud but she definitely liked the place. It looked really cool and the people dancing to their own tunes made the place so lively that the vibes forced her feet to tap.
Armaan smiled at her as she checked the place keenly and her eyes themselves gave away the appreciation no words were needed. Pulling her further in he escorted her towards the mini bar and leaned in towards her with a smirk; "Up for a drink Mrs.Mallik?"
She shook her head biting her lower lip understanding his underlying tease making him chuckle. He ordered a virgin pomegranate mojito for her and chilled jigger beer for himself. Just as their drinks had arrived she had been watching around, the couples and many other singles who were merrily dancing to the music. She just couldn't imagine him amongst them, an Armaan clad in a full suit and shining boots paired up was imaginable, Armaan dressed up casually in a cool jacket or t-shirt like a young lad was also imaginable after the recent days they had been spending here with no office work, but still... The Armaan Mallik, dancing, was something she couldn't just picture. Seeing her smiling to herself as she turned towards him he cocked his brow puzzled at her laugh;
"Kis baat pe itni hasi aa rahi hai aapko?"
"Armaan... aap mujhe yaha le toh aaye hai, par ab aage kya?"
He creased his forehead as he could see a mischievous glint in her eye.
"Matlab yah ape toh log enjoy karne aate hai, DANCE karne aate hai par hum yaha kya karenge? Kyunki aap toh..."
She sipped her drink quietly emphasizing on the word dance and he frowned. Confused at first but he did realize what she meant and narrowed his eyes. He could see her trying hard to hold her laugh looking up at him with a smirk. But he had wiped it off soon as he pulled her in swiftly;
"You underestimate your husband a lot Missy. But no issues let's clear another misconception for you."
The beer was gulped in a shot, he winked at her as he walked a few steps back and then turned around. She straightened herself on her seat as she realized something was up his sleeve. Her eyes widened as she could see him discard his jacket and place it on the nearby chair as he approached a girl. She couldn't hear a word but she could see the girl smile at something he uttered and happily glided her hand into his. Riddhima's jaw dropped down to the floor as he escorted the blonde to the centre. And then the unimaginable happened. She couldn't believe her eyes. This guy definitely wasn't her husband, I mean come on her husband had never even been a bollywood fan. He never watched tv seriously, all she could remember he would watch when home were either news channels, sports channels or some cartoon. He did not know Ganesh Hegde!!She clearly remembered he had asked her about him when they were once watching tv together and he was a judge of some reality show. That day she had concluded there was no way this guy had any connection with dance, otherwise how could he not know who Ganesh Hegde is, but boy he proved her wrong!
His body moved so passionately she couldn't believe her eyes. God; she smacked herself mentally for underestimating him; he was right, she really considered him too less than what he was. He looked like some celebrity dancer, maybe he wasn't a really great dancer coz she had definitely seen well trained dancers being passionate about dance herself, but he definitely had his own style. A great body language, no scratch that, an undeniably desirable body language! The way his body swayed to the music, the way his light feet tapped in perfect rhythm with the music and the way he handled the girl in his arms any girl woul... WAIT WHAT!! The girl... who girl?
She snapped out of her surprise and then realized that he was dancing with some girl who was definitely enjoying all the attention.
Armaan who was watching her all the while rolled his tongue in cheek as he could notice her surprise soon turning into jealousy and she had almost turned green making it hard for him to refrain himself from laughing out loud at her cute face. He purposely turned around swaying the girl in his arms as he saw her approach them. Riddhima stood next to them and cleared her throat to grab their attention but he purposely ignored her making her fume more. So she tapped the girl's shoulder instead and giving her a sweet but fake smile asked her to excuse them when Armaan himself spoke; "Umm excuse me Miss but I am not sure if I am worth dancing with you know. Coz log toh yaha dance karne aate hai na aur main toh... you know?!"
He threw her taunt back at her and she could only huff in anger. Looking to and fro from the blonde to him and noticing his evil smirk she stomped; "Fine... as you wish."
Riddhima turned on her heels but he gripped her wrist holding her in place. She turned around to find him smile at the girl while he whispered; "Thanks Gina, it was nice meeting you"
"Pleasure's all mine, you both really make a great couple."
With that she planted a soft kiss against his cheek, hugged Riddhima and walked away but Riddhima was too stunned to react. How dare she kiss her husband right in front of her. Armaan pulled her hard towards him as she was still staring back towards her retreating figure making her gasp at the sudden pull.
"Ye kya kar rahe the aap?"
"Kyu tumhe nahi pata? Dance hi toh kar raha tha!"
Riddhima rolled her eyes at his lame reply; "Yeah right. Toh jaaiye na usike saath jaake dance keejiye, mujhe kyun pakad rakha hai."
"Pehle ye toh batao tumhara opinion change hua ya nahi? I am sure I dance good enough to change your thoughts. Aur kuch der pehle jaise tum mujhe dekh rahi thi usse mujhe lagta hai ki... you definitely liked what you saw!"
Riddhima's cheeks coloured up but she soon feigned it with her fake anger; "Aur mujhe lagta hai ki baat ko badlna koi aapse seekhe! Chodiye mujhe, vaise bhi it wasn't that great you know. Mujhe toh aap ab bhi vohi poorane boring, workaholic types Armaan lagte hai. "
"Tch tch tch... you shouldn't have said that. Ab tum aisa sochti ho toh mera hi farz banta hai na to change your thoughts."
With that he twirled her out and pulled her in swiftly causing her back bump with his hard chest. She gasped realizing she had unknowingly triggered him and he would now make her pay. As if on a cue the dj changed to a peppy love song. She hastily tried to walk away but he managed to hold her wrists and pull her back this time letting his arms cage her within his arms. His warm hands traced her bare arms all the way down to her finger tips intertwining them with his while he nuzzled her neck. Involuntarily her head was thrown back over his shoulder feeling his hot breath over her soft skin, but soon it was lost as he twirled her again making her face him while his hand rested against her lower back possessively. Her hands had automatically shifted up onto his shoulders and she could feel her steps match his from back to left, ahead and right, on their own accord. She saw a deep smile on his lips reaching his eyes and before she could predict his next move he had pinned her hands with his behind her back and pushed her slightly making her bend back through her waist, with him towering her. His hot breath tickled her lips arising goose bumps all over her which in turn deepened his smile. Her eyes traced his facial features closely as he stared down deep at her, she smiled slightly as his fringes were out from his perfectly set hair due to the winds playing through them. God he looked hot or what!
Reading her expressions he thought of snapping her out and quickly swayed her all the way from left to right finally pulling her up straight. His hooded eyes looked back into hers and she couldn't believe how smoothly he guided her along into a pretzel swing. She with a sealed mouth followed his lead as she was absolutely enjoying the dance. Gliding his hands around her waist he lifted her up in the air and swirled along with her in his arms letting the winds play with her hair. And once that she landed on her feet he once again twirled her out and her free hand wound around his nape tight as he took her down into a crocodile roll without any warning making her eyes widen with his sudden move. Bringing her back on her feet he pushed her out and with a final twirl pulled her into him with a force making her bang straight into his chest. He chuckled as she panted and her eyes were still round with surprise due to their breathtaking dance, "So Mrs. Mallik... ab bhi mujhe boring kehna chahti hai aap?"
A sweet smile finally broke on her lips and she giggled as he raised his brow in askance; "I think itna bura bhi nahi naachte aap jitna maine socha tha." He narrowed his eyes while his lips pursed at her nonchalant reply but gave in anyways as she chuckled.
Licking her lips, tasting the left over chocolate ice cream over her lips she placed the bowl on the counter watching him still talk over the phone. Tired of waiting she frowned and tugged his shirt sleeve indicating to cut the call soon but instead he just signalled her that it was important and he would just take another two minutes. But just as expected even 15 minutes later he was still on the call and that is when an idea struck her. She slowly went close to him and settled on the counter top next to him as they were still in the kitchen. Very sweetly she intertwined his arm and he pulled her closer thinking of it as her cute attempt to be by his side. But a minute later he shrieked as he realized her intentions while she giggled seeing him jump startled by her move. Well the reason for such reaction was, his sweet little innocent wife who stood by his side was busy tickling his ear while he spoke on the phone.
He widened his eyes warning her to back off and she settled quietly for a minute, but another minute she was back with a bang. Armaan was now having a tough time as earlier she just tickled his ear, but as he grabbed hold of her hands she purposely started planting kisses here and there on his jaw line not only putting him in a difficulty to continue the conversation but at the same time surprising him by her move. He was taken aback by her act but then smiled seeing her initiate for the first time ever, so what if it was meant to only irritate distract him off the phone call. He loved to see this notorious side of his wife, which he knew was only reserved for him. Just when he had thought of cutting the call with a warning "You just wait till I cut the call", but on the other line he was getting Ananya's call. He ended the call that he was busy with and Riddhima walked out of the kitchen stopping her antics as he started talking to Ananya but just within 2 minutes he walked out towards her and purposely told Ananya; "Haan Mom Riddhima yahi hai mere saamne leejiye baat keejiye, aapko bohot miss kar rahi thi, talk to her all you wish; here..." Riddhima's eyes widened understanding how the tables had turned and she smiled at him sheepishly.
He pulled her up from the comfy one seater sofa, handed her his cell and pulled her down onto his lap; "Bohot maja aa raha tha na tumhe, ab karo baat!"
"Hello Mom... kaisi hai aap..." she started speaking to Ananya simultaneously holding her other ear apologizing to him as she knew he would definitely take his revenge now but he simply pulled her hand off her ear and turned her around, completely ignoring her apology and she was no blind to miss that evil smirk on his face. She shut her eyes smacking herself mentally for teasing him as she felt him unpin her hair. She kept talking to Ananya when she sensed all her hair pushed onto one side while he nuzzled her neck. She giggled as he purposely licked a spot behind her earlobe making her feel ticklish and she tried to get out of her hold but he pulled her back. She turned around signalling him to stop but his eyes clearly stated; "Tit for tat" and she had no option but to bear the brunt. Ananya on the other end asked her if she was okay highly embarrassing Riddhima; "Jee Mom... vo kuch nahi, aap boliye kya keh rahi thi aap?"
It was his turn to chuckle as she tried to suppress her giggles due to his tickling kisses behind her earlobe. Using all her strength she pushed him a little away and succeeded to get down from his lap. But the next minute he turned her around and pinned her free hand at her back. She muffled her groan as he jammed her body with his and hid his face in her neck. He himself pitied a little as she tried her best to reply Ananya maintaining her voice and stifling her moans due to his warm kisses and bites.She even made an attempt to cut the call saying she couldn't find her tablet she was supposed to take in the morning when he purposely spoke up loud enough that Ananya could hear; "Arey vo tablet toh maine rakhi hai apne paas Riddhima, tum baat karo na aaram se main de dunga tumhe baad mein."
She pouted at him cutely but instead received a wink from his end before he continued his business trapping her completely not even letting her cut the call. Pinning her back to the wall he made things even more difficult for her. Pushing her strap down, he pinned her hand to the wall and showered her neck with uncountable kisses and bites making her wither under his hold. Finally after a few minutes he let her go and pecked her lips winking at her and all she could manage was a deep blush. Though he stopped kissing her, he still kept her pinned to the wall playing with her hair, caressing her cheek and as soon as she cut the call she smacked his arm.
"Yeh kya kar rahe the aap, Mom kya soch rahi hogi?"
"Par unhe kaunsa phone se dikhayi de raha tha tum yaha kya kar rahi ho?!"
"Armaan!!" She snapped at him at his shameless comment.
"Don't Armaan me... vaise bhi shuruat kisne ki thi?"
"Vo toh aap humesha ki tarah phone pe busy ho gaye the toh main bore ho rahi thi, isi liye..."
He pulled her closer holding her chin; "Acha toh bore hone par tum ye sab karti ho... not bad! I think I can manage with it."
Riddhima's eyes opened huge with surprise at his comment and she hid herself in his neck blushing hard making him smile deep. He hugged her tight in his arms, "Oye hoyye... itna sab hone ke baad bhi tum itna sharma kaise lete ho! Abhi toh kuch der pehle itni shararatein sujh rahi thi aur ab... tum vakai ek eklauta piece ho."
"Armaan!" She once again snapped, pulling away from the hug and pouting at him when he continued; "Par jaisi bhi ho mujhe pasand ho, kyunki sirf meri ho!"
His words brought a million dollar smile on her lips which he quickly covered with a long sweet kiss. Though it was about time to sleep, neither of them was too sleepy so she offered; "Coffee peeyenge?"
"Neki aur pooch pooch!"
As she stirred the contents within the mug she felt his warm hands crawl up slowly around her waist;
"Armaaan... kya hai, coffee banane deejiye na."
"Toh tum banao na, where am I stopping you, main bas apna kaam kar raha hu." He playfully played with her strap; "Armaaan, mat keejiye na." But when he still didn't budge she turned around and placed the sugar sachets in his hands; "Ye leejiye aap khud hi bana leejiye, mujhe nahi banani koi coffee... hump"
Armaan laughed heartily at her pouty face and pulled her back caging her in his arms, letting her back jam against his chest, while he lifted the cup and started stirring the just added sugar with his arms still wound around her leaving her with no option but to stay still as a single movement from her end would spill the coffee.
"Acha theek hai baba nahi chedta... come here."
He placed her on the counter while he stood facing her. But Riddhima still rolled her eyes; "Acha? Aisi baat hai? Hasna toh tumhe padega baby..." and with that he placed the cup aside and started tickling her. Startled at once she broke into peels of laughter; "Ahh... Armaan... stop... enough na please..." He finally stopped as her eyes shed tears out of her hard giggles and she clutched her stomach, "Aap bhi na, uff... mera pet."
She soon got busy playing with his buttons as he sipped his coffee; "Chalo bahar chalke baithte hai aaram se."
But she whined to which he cocked his brows; "Mujhe chalne ka man nahi hai, I am too tired... let's sit here only for some while na."
He narrowed his eye at her; "Too tired hone jaisa aapne kya kiya hai?"
"Tch... bas ab hu tired toh hu na."
"Nautanki!!" He shook his head and picked her in is arms; "Ab madam ka man hai chalne ka?"
"Umm... Yeah I think this will do."
"Ahaan... meri bholi bhali biwi kaafi badal nahi gayi yaha aake?"
"Maybe, sangat ka asar ho!"
"Bohot bolne lagi ho beta, ruko tum jara sab ka hisab rakha hai maine, jawab jaldi dunga main tumhe. Then I will see how much you talk!"
Riddhima flushed at his little threat and hid in his chest as always. He simply chuckled at her act and planted a tight kiss on her forehead carrying her out.
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