#MaAn - Steps forward

Handmade moments

They were returning home from office after having finalised their most dear project and agreed on the "Muhurat" date to start the restaurant. They were both happy today however tired as well as the day had been a long one for both. Having reached home, they both switched into comfortable clothes and started on prepping for their dinner. He wanted to make "Quesadillas" today for her, he knew she will love it but had never tried it yet. She loved this side of him, caring at the same time encouraging her to come out of her comfort zone to explore new avenues in life. She decided to make them a light vegetable soup and a fresh salad on the side. They were making preparations and moving around the kitchen when she realised she should go and pick fresh herbs and tomatoes from their garden. Telling him this, she walked out of the kitchen into the garden with a basket gathering all the fresh herbs she could find unknowing that he had followed her close behind. She was trying to rise up and pick the nice ripe tomatoes from the top of the tree when he snaked his arms around her waist and pulled her into him grabbing the tomatoes from the tree for her at the same time and dropping them into her basket.

Thanking him but at the same time sinking in into his arms she asked why he followed her out. It was cold out here he said and thought she might need some warmth from him. She turned around in his arms dropping the basket softly on the floor and snuggled, teasing him to reach out for few more tomatoes because she was suddenly indeed cold. She gave him a few peppery kisses while he got to work with the tomatoes. He picked one tiny little cherry tomato and placed it in his teeth hinting at her for a snack. She very boldly took the hint, tip toed to his mouth and very careful of not touching his lips, bit on to the tomato. Not letting the moment go without his own snack, he pulled her to him, dipped down and caught her lips and the tomato at the same time. She was herself resembling a tomato now it seemed to him, with the red blush taking over her cheeks and nose. Grabbing some more produce for their dinner, they entered home back but still were in each other's arms. Entering the kitchen, she tried freeing herself from his hold but seemingly he was cold now and needed her warmth. And in their hold itself, the dough was being made together with the fleeting touches and mistaken kisses, this would indeed be a very lovey dovey dough.

They set up their dining table with their hardwork and proudly fed each other chatting over life. They were in a "walk down the lane mood" today charting their life till now. They both loved the night they met at the party and danced together for the first time. He had very candidly let it slip that he wished to see her in the same dress again, very soon. She agreed indicating that they can recreate that night with a much desired ending that what it had been that time. He casually told her, when she had refused to shake his hand that night, the self control he had on himself was so strong because he desperately wanted his hand in her hand. Alas, that self control is no longer true for you, she said and stood up to clear the dining table. He immediately held her pallu asking her with his rich voice.... Do you want it to be true???? Ever so slowly she pulled her pallu and brought him closer... No, she said, I love where your hands look good now and bringing his hands on her face, she whispered to him, they look good on me, only!

Such was the change in their life, from being strangers to long time one sided lovers to business partners to friends to more than friends to lovers to finally become one another's he called out and each time their hands played roles far important than they could realise. And now that their hands belonged on and in each other, he held her and showed her exactly how good his hands looked on her......