A week later....
Pallavi's pov
I checked my outfit one last time the mirror with an even more observant eye. Maybe this is too much... I was wearing a black bralette with noodle straps and a body con black pencil skirt. I paired it with the diamond Jewellery set Raghav gave to me the other day and black heels. I styled my hair, making them a little wavy and fluffy to give myself a bold look.
Maybe this is too bold Pallu, what if Raghav doesn't like it...
I had insisted on staying home but Raghav wanted me to show everybody who's the boss.
The theme of the business Party Raghav was taking me too was all black.
I had spent at least an hour with Amruta deciding whether or not I should wear this bralette because it showed a little bit more than enough of my chest. Now it wasn't trashy or anything like that but it was a bit out of my comfort zone. Amruta insisted that it's fine and that I look hot, that Raghav wouldn't be able to keep his hands off me tonight. I chuckled at her comment as a small blush crept on my face. I grabbed my clutch and left the room.
I kept in mind that I was wearing heels while I got down the stairs and did it more carefully than usual. I heard Raghav and Amma talking when I got into the living room.
"Have some patience Raghav- there she is!" Amma said when she saw me.
Raghav turned around to face me and he took his time to run his eyes up and down my body until he was satisfied. Usually, it would make me uncomfortable but this time, it fluttered butterflies in my stomach, sparking a new confidence in me.
"Pallavi beta, you look hot." Amma said and I gasped.
"Amma what has gotten into you." I said laughing
"what? its true, Raghav is one lucky man." Amma said smiling.
"Thank you Amma." I said returning the smile
she really is the coolest mother in law.
I walked to Raghav who was still staring at me in awe with his hands in his pockets.
"Alright, lets go, we're leaving now, we will come back pretty late so don't wait up." Raghav said as he hugged her.
I hugged her too and after that he surprisingly wrapped his arm around my waist.
"Let's go?" He asked.
I nodded and we got out of the house. Raghav usually doesn't hold my waist like this unless we're around people who think of us as the perfect happy couple. But ever since our fight, he had started to become more affectionate, not that I was complaining.
Something about his touch and hold this time was intoxicating. His hand was placed lower than usual on my hips and his grip was firm, he was drawing patterns on my hips as he held me closer than usual. I had only realised that I was holding my breath after he opened the door of the black limo for me and let me sit in. I don't know why but this seemed to work me up too much. His touch was intimate this time and I could feel it.
"you didn't have to spend so much on a limo, we could've gone in your car." I said whispering to him.
"I do only the best for my lady." he said with a toothy smile causing me to blush.
I took a couple of breaths to calm myself but my efforts went vain when his hand draped on the backrest of my seat and I could feel his hand since my back was leaning against the seat. Every time the car would come across a bump, his hand would accidentally brush against my bare shoulders causing goosebumps to cover my skin. it was strange and frustrating the way such a small and subtle touch from him had such an effect on me, it would alway leave me flustered.
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RomanceA collection of stories revolving around our beloved Raghvi