Say You're Mine (Lovestruck In Bangalore #1)

Chapter 18

I MEERA I

As soon as I lock the door, I lean against it, releasing a breath. My heart is beating out of my chest and my hands are shaking. And I don't even need to look at the mirror to know that my face is flushed.

I kissed Vikram. Or Vikram kissed me.

It doesn't matter. We kissed.

Oh my god!

And I liked it, I more than liked it. In fact I wish we never stopped kissing.

But his hand meeting my bare back was the wake up call I needed. Anyone could've walked in. It would've been the biggest scandal for all the neighbours and distant aunties to gossip about for months.

My heart is beating so fast and I don't think it'll slow down any time soon. I take a few calming, deep breaths as I slowly remove my blouse. I wrap a shawl around my body before looking for my mom's sewing kit.

It takes me a minute to get the thread through the needle with all the shaking of my hand. I find some hooks and slowly sew them in. I make sure to sew extra stitches so that it won't come off anytime soon.

It takes me more than five minutes to sew them all. After putting on the blouse, I take a look at my face in the mirror and I notice the hickey.

Oh! I almost forgot.

I look around for some compact powder. I know my mom uses it. I find them in the dresser drawer. After applying some foundation and compact powder, the hickey is all covered up.

I check around my neck and collar for any undiscovered marks that may hint to what happened  in the hallway. I place everything back where it was before slowly opening the door.

I expected Vikram to be standing outside the door, but he's not. Of course, he's not. Are you stupid, Meera? Why would he stand outside the door for fifteen minutes?

I ignore the slight disappointment I feel at not finding him waiting for me and walk downstairs.

As soon as I enter the living room, Vikram lifts his head from where he is sitting on the couch, phone in hand.

He stands up as soon as he sees it's me.

"Hey, sorry I didn't wait outside. I didn't want anyone to walk in and get the wrong idea", he says with an apologetic smile and I can't help but admit that it's so cute that he cares. I will never tell him that though.

"I told you, you didn't have to wait. But, thank you", I tell him. I suddenly feel very aware of him. I can't help but think about the kiss and the air around us turns a little awkward.

I want to fill in the awkward silence, but what should I say? Hey Vikram, remember that kiss a few minutes before? Well, I would like to do it again.

Yeah, no.

Does he go around kissing girls he meets at weddings? Or is this a one time thing? I don't even know what I'm thinking. 

"So... Everyone's outside, huh?", I say and immediately cringe at my lame attempt to make small talk.

I want to slap myself when Vikram bursts out laughing. And it's not funny, because he's laughing at me.

He brings his hand to his mouth to hide his smile, when I glare at him.

"It's alright, Meera. We don't have to talk about it, if you don't want to", he says and I feel stupid. Here I was making a big deal about the kiss and he doesn't even care.

"Yeah, it meant nothing. Let's just forget it happened", I tell him with a fake smile and his amused smile drops to a scowl.

"The fuck, it didn't mean anything. You damn well know it meant something", he says looking at me like I'm out of my mind.