A love so typical.. ?¿

37. First kiss

Swara's dreams continued. Every night she would see the same dream, Aarsh would wake her up and then sleep holding her in his arms.

Just like every other day, Swara changed into her pajamas and went to sleep but as she lay down she felt something under her neck, she jerked up and saw Aarsh's arm.

"Sorry!! I didn't see it." She said hurriedly.

"It's okay. Just sleep." He said not not shifting his arm.

"Huh??"

"You get nightmares and then I have to...ugh...hold you. And you don't have those dreams then. So, let's just... sleep like this" he explained looking everywhere but her.

She hesitantly turns her back towards him and lays down, and soon he wraps his arms around her and scoots closer to her. He pulls her to his chest and sniffs in her hair quietly, so quietly that Swara doubted if he really did or was it her imagination. She relaxes into his arms and slowly both fell in a dreamless comfortable sleep, for the first time in a while.

***

The next morning

"What are you doing?" Aarsh asks when he exits the bathroom and saw Swara combing her hair, dressed in her office outfit instead of the salwa-kameez she wears at home.

"What does it looks like?" Swara asks back with a laugh looking at him in the mirror. Some water droplets are still on his chest, his hair are dripping, the towel wrapped around his hip doing so much to hide his V line and he is looking like a Greek god right now. 'Shut up Swara! This is no time to be horny!!' "I'm getting ready for office."

"You're not going." he replies with a sudden tense in her voice.

"What? Why??" She turns back to look him in the eyes.

"You are not recovered yet. You're not going anywhere." he says and starts fumbling with his shirt.

"Oh come on, I've been home for more then 10 days and it's not like I had any physical injuries. I fully recovered now." She walks to stand beside him.

"No you're not and you are not going office." He throws the shirt on the bed and turns toward her, his tension coming out as anger.

"Says who?" Swara crosses her arms, her own anger boiling up now.

"I" he said with a tone of finality.

"You can't keep me trapped in here." She said in a calm but stern tone and Aarsh's anger subsides for a second.

"I'm not trying to trap you." He sighs and runs a hand through his wet hair. "I'm just trying to keep you safe."

"By house arresting me?" She lifts a eyesbrow.

"It's not house arrest, okay? I just want you and Shreya to not go out for sometime." His voice start to increase again as Swara keeps pushing it.

"Shreya too? Listen Aarsh, Martin will be with Shreya and I'll be with you. We'll be safe." she tried to reason out.

"The last time I thought you two were safe, you got kidnapped!" He raised his voice a little and took a step closer to her.

"If something happened once, it doesn't mean it will happen again. And you agreed to give us self defense lessons didn't you then what is the problem?" She also raises her voice.

"Your lessons have not been started yet, so you are not going out and that's final." He turned and picked up his shirt again.

"You don't own me and hence I won't take orders from you" she picked up her purse and stormed out without another word. Aarsh called her name but she didn't listen.