HIS LOST PRINCESS- MANVEER FF

11. BAD IDEA

"well fine, if you don't want my apology, I'll take it right back." She stated to march off but as usual he held her arm and pulled her back, this time when she resisted her bear wet feet on the wooden floor caused her to slip and fall on Uday, and for first time she was flush against him. His clothes were just as wet as hers, but she could feel the heat from his skin seeping through, the hands which he often used to pull her back or get her attention were resting on her hips. The feeling and sensation were unfamiliar, and if she hadn't been flustered herself she would have noticed the look of discontent and confusion on Uday's face.

Sighing he ran a hand through his wet hair and looked down at dazed Manyata who stood a foot away from him now.

"Okay, fighting aside, I think we need to get dry. Come on. I'll show you the bathroom. Uday said.

This time he didn't bother taking her hand, he knew she wouldn't take it.

Passing the elevated area which made up the bedroom. Uday opened the double doors to right of the bed which led them into an opulent bathroom. It was black marble, with white fixtures. A large deep set tub, was the crowning gem of the space, complimented by a beautiful vanity and a large walk in shower. Behind him, Manyata snorted.

"Just like your heart, this bathroom is also black."

Her humour was a blessing, it broke the ice and made him laugh and unconsciously caused him to get unwind. He turned around and smiled as he grandly gestured inside.

"This heart and this bathroom, both are your princess." He said flirtatiously.

"You keep the heart, I'll take the bathroom." Manyata replied.

Shaking his head he simply turned on the settings for the tub and water rushed in making bubbles.

They both sat on the edge of the tub, one on one end and other on one. After the tub filled up, Manyata looked at him curiously.

"I don't need this much water to get cleaned Udayveer, then why did you put so much?"

He thought about saying something tongue in cheek about sharing the tub with her, but decided she would kill him. After all, even he has to take some baby steps once and a while.

"Well princess, sometimes it's not about getting cleaned but getting comfortable, so you take a nice bubble bath, there are some robes over there, and I'll take a shower in the guest bath. Ok?"

Manyata looked at the deep tub of frothy bubbles, and back at him, and sighed.

"Fine"

As he left room he could sworn he heard her mutter something about wet dogs not biting. But then again, he could have been imagining things.

UDAY

There is nothing like hot shower after taking off cold wet clothing. Nothing. Once I peel off the wet garments and cool air hits my skin, there is nothing I want more than hot water pour from the shower head. Baths are alright, and I'm sure Manyata is enjoying frolicking around in the bubbles in that king-sized bath- ok take that image out of your head Udayveer- but sometimes a shower is what one needs. The pressure, the heat as water pours from your head down, is paramount in loosening up, if you're wound up. I feel really wound up now. Really, really, wound up.

I want to go for a run, or push some weights, or race a car. I need to do something.

Bracing myself against the tiled wall I stare down at the floor and watch the water swirl and go down the drain. That's how the world works. Everyone comes out, the same way, the most of us will go to. It's the middle part that's interesting. Like the water droplets stuck in my hair, and lingering on my body, or slowly running down my face – that's what some people are. They too will eventually go down the perpetual drain – that is life- but at their own pace, doing what they want to do. Fulfilling a purpose. I need to fill mine.