ETHEREAL

.13.

Sanyukta had to take some deep breaths to calm down her heart. She was yet to find out why her skin feel so sensitive around him. So sensitive that she could feel his gaze entering through her skin. She wasn't sure what will happen if they ever touch?

"What do you want?" Randhir asked fumbling with the first button of his shirt.

It took some time for sanyukta to understand that he was undoing his buttons.

Abort mission. 

Abort mission. 

Abort mission. 

"What?" Sanyukta voice sound breathless which amused Randhir.

"You came here. I'm sure you had more intention than just ruining my shirt." Randhir taunted while undoing his next button.

Right but suddenly she had no idea why was she here?

Remember sanyukta.

Oh

"I wanted to ask you for.." sanyukta tried not to look down at the skin which is visible after opening buttons.

After that sanyukta had no other option but to look right into his eyes.

"Actual Peter wanted to open his restaurant on Zara's birthday. He wanted to invite some people from the old age home and some new friends of uncle Zayn and aunt Zara they made around the block." There was a full wave of confidence swarm in her skin after looking in his eyes. As if he could radiate his energy through it.

But maybe by this time the buttons were fully undone. So when he shrug the shirt down his shoulder, the movement make sanyukta eyes dart down for a second.

It was only for a second but sanyukta was already struggling to breath. Her fingers itch to touch but she hold back.

Randhir knew what she is thinking and he liked the idea of her thinking about him. Her eyes lingering on his body made him feel powerless. She licked her dry lips and inhaled deeply.

Randhir noticed and try to hide his smirk before failing miserably.

That smirk did something to sanyukta.

She wanted to kiss that smirk away..

Wait

What?

Did I just said that?

What's wrong with me?

"Can we do it in the restaurant?" Sanyukta asked hurriedly.

"We can do it anywhere you want." Randhir voice drop down to whisper.

What?

What?

Whattttttt?

"I was talking about the party." Sanyukta cleared her throat.

"So was I. What did you think?" Randhir asked but that smirk gave it away. He definitely said what she heard. God, this is the first time he had said something in not so angry tone but her body is not taking it in a healthy way.

But she decided to play along.

"Why don't we move to your desk?" Sanyukta offered.

Randhir eyes snapped to her.

"Don't put images in my mind." Randhir growled.

"I was talking about discussing about the party what did you think?" Sanyukta felt proud.