𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐘 𝐎𝐍𝐄

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                            𝐀𝐀𝐃𝐇𝐘𝐀

𝗕𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗺𝘆 dad could swirl around, I closed the movie quickly and as soon as his gaze fell on me, I put on an innocent face. He frowned and raised his eyebrows. "I heard...." overtaking his words, Richard and me convinced him.

"We didn't hear anything," We both said in unison. Dad nodded his head, his face a puzzle as he once again reached towards the door and went out.

I don't think he doesn't know the truth.

"Hmm, so let's get downstairs" Richard stood up from the bed and ruffled his hair. He appeared very normal, like as If we both didn't just watch that sensual movie...

Well, that's for good. Otherwise, it would be so embarrassing. I shook my head, then proceeded to shut the laptop and followed behind his attractive frame.

Aadhya, don't you just want to slide your hands on either side of his waist and hug him from behind?

I do.

It would undoubtedly feel good. My body flushed against his back, simply the picture of it is turning me on.

Well, why don't I try it?

My mind scolded me to erase the idea but my heart and body urged me to work on it.

Anytime, I'm on the heart's team.

With a grin on my face, I stepped down the stairs that he was vacating behind, and right when his feet were out of the steps, I hoisted my hands to hug him, but he twirled around making my eyes get expanded in shock.

My heart shrank in defeat while my brain gave me a mocking smile.. might be hard to accept, but the brain for sure is more intelligent than the heart.

The heart only knows to offer love, the brain is the one that can assist and guide us with who should it to be given.

But humans being human, without a question, will follow their heart, not tending to hear about the advice and warning of their brian.

Wow.

Is this the time to think all of these Aadhya?

I shook my head internally and blinked at Richard who was giving me a funny look. Of course, I must be looking like a nut case.

I let my eyes travel to both of my raised hands and hastily brought them back to hug myself. "What?" He was smiling as he queried me. The letters were accompanied by a cheerful tone when they came together into a word.

"Oh..very cold..so cold..too cold" I clasped myself tightly and wandered past him in utter mortification dancing on my head.

Cold??

My fucking brain. Can't you lend me any other good idea to cope with the situation?

Or Is it that my brain is taking revenge on me for not listening to it at first? Ayo. What do I do with this crazy heart and mind!

The dinner was so awkward, Richard was stifling his smile so much, which made my food to remain in the throat, too stubborn and ashamed to go down further.

Okay, stop behaving like an adamant kid my dear pasta, I lectured my food and gulped it in with great struggle. Mom raised her eyebrows, judging me due to my unusual manner of eating.

I merely shook my head and continued to dig onto the food, confiding my senses to only focus on the meal.

Soon the dining came to an end, the sigh of solace I let out was very pleased to be released from its prison.

When I again reached my room,
thinking that I could somehow get rid of the embarrassing stunts which I had pulled today, by falling on the bed and running into sleep-- Yet another time I was mistaken and failed to the fate.

Why?

Because the heaven-sent man was lingering on the side of my room door with a devilish smirk of the devil. His whole attention was on me as I put my fingers on the doorknob to bend it, I kept my head low, beating myself mentally to not lift and look into his wild painted eyes.

"Going to sleep this early?" He queried, demanding for an answer. I locked my eyes with him, suddenly being engulfed in a warmth that the shade of his eyes had driven me into.

"What else should I do at night...?" I asked it more to myself, still gazing into his eyes. "You know what.." the fun in his tone was forgotten when I felt his lips sing over my ears, followed by the gentle touch of his breath.

As fast as I could, I swerved around-- only to witness him retreating back to his room.

What was it?

What else should I do at night?

"Richard" I shouted, stimulating his senses to peek at me. "What should I do at night?" I truly don't have any idea.

"Starts with S and ends with x" he winked disappearing into his room but not shutting the door. I dashed to his room, skipping all the restraints my brain was putting on my way.

"It is Sensex, isn't it?" Oh, don't act too naive..my brain rolled its eyes, well not like it has one though. I know what he meant, it's sex. But how can I miss such a perfect chance to involve in a conversation with him?

He reclined on his bed as I stood at the entrance. "Too smart" He smiled.
"Well go and observe the Sensex Ms.Aadhya," I noticed the small huff that escaped his mouth.

He is annoyed, I smiled a bit, forming the right words to create a sentence.

"But It would be nice If I had a partner" I literally said that?

I'm getting bold!!!

He raised his eyes to look into mine, I don't want to see the reaction on his face because now that I repeat the words I had blurted out...

It sounds bizarre.

I rushed to my room and slapped the door close, when my flesh touched the mattress, it was already burning up in embarrassment.

The third time in a day, I was flustered.

First, that explicit movie.
Second, the stupid hugging stunt.
And thirdly and finally, my nasty words.

"God! How do I face him again?" I cried out into the cushion.

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Both are perverts😂

Take care and stay safe guys♥️