"Mom mujhe ye shaadi nahi karni"said sidharth
"Beta tujhe karni padegi" said rita maa
"Mom vo bahut choti hai"said sidharth
"beta tujhe meri kasam agar nhi ki mane tera chehra nhi dekhungi kabhi yaad rakhiyo" said rita maa
"Thik h mom yaad rakhiye g...
I knocked at his door and getting no response from inside, I opened and walked inside. My eyes roamed around the room but there was no single trace of him. Thinking that he might be outside I started searching my phone.
Finally, after finding my phone I was about to go but heard a click sound of the door opening and turned around, but I think.... it was my biggest mistake.
Sidharth was standing in the doorway of the bathroom wearing nothing but a towel around his hips, hung right down low, and his perfectly carved chest was completely on display. My eyebrows shot up and I gulped looking at him. Six pack abs.
ओह! यह छवि हमारे सामग्री दिशानिर्देशों का पालन नहीं करती है। प्रकाशन जारी रखने के लिए, कृपया इसे हटा दें या कोई भिन्न छवि अपलोड करें।
I couldn't help but blush at how he made my heart thud in my chest with just a glance.
"What happened? Did you forget something?" He asked unknown to the havoc he caused inside me. I didn't answer because I was speechless. I was busy looking at his perfectly sculpted body and the big lion tattoo on his shoulder blade.
ओह! यह छवि हमारे सामग्री दिशानिर्देशों का पालन नहीं करती है। प्रकाशन जारी रखने के लिए, कृपया इसे हटा दें या कोई भिन्न छवि अपलोड करें।
"Done checking me out, sweetheart?" He asked smirking, gaining my attention. My plan of ignoring him was completely failing and I didn't realize when I moved. I was a hopeless case..... Completely hopeless.
I was...umm...tattoo.." I stuttered.
"Oh tattoo! Yaa I love tattoos, that's why I engraved it when I was in my college days. I didn't tell mom that I have a tattoo because she doesn't like it but as a rebellion I was, I got it without letting her know. You are the first person in my family who has seen it" he said
"Did you like it sweetheart?" he asked me and I blushed harder. We were standing close to each other and he rubbed his nose with mine in a teasing manner.
I looked down and again saw his tattoo. The need to touch it crawled inside me. So I traced my shivering hands over his tattoo. His breath hitched as my fingers traces the specs of his shoulder. I noticed he was breathing heavily as if he is getting affected by my touch.
"You are making me insane, sweetheart". He whispered caging me in his arms. I pressed my lips to his tattoo, lingering them there longer. He breathed heavily at the touch of my lips on his body.
