SIMMERING FEELINGS

Chapter 8 : Domestic Vibes

It was half past 8, when the sunlight coming from the window in the hall, woke Pranali up from her dreams. Slowly gaining consciousness, she realized she was trapped between the couch and Harshad. Turning her attention completely on him, she stared.

He resembled a kid while sleeping. Peaceful and carefree. With a slight smile on his face. She brought her hand up and put aside some hair fringes from his forehead.

'I want to do something special for you.' - she thought, smiling softly at him and decided to make breakfast today.

'I know I don't even know the C of cooking, but I can try. Besides, I can take internet's help.'

Deciding that firmly, she softly kissed his nose and started to get off the couch, careful of her foot and waking him up. Picking up his shirt, she had just wore it buttoning it down, when he started to wake up and turned.

She felt her breath hitching at the sight.

His hair a total mess, making him look hotter, if that was even possible, the blanket had lowered to his waist, his perfectly built abs causing her face to heat up and the sunlight coming from the window was shining in his eyes which were looking straight at her with a gaze so intense that she felt her throat getting dry.

Without saying anything, he forwarded his hand towards her, silently asking to come closer and when she was in his arm's reach, he pulled her wrist, making her fall flat on him over the blanket.

"You always looked hot in my blazer. But trust me, the sight of you in my shirt is another level of turn on." - he said while putting aside her hair to see her face clearly.

His morning voice sent chills down her spine and his words literally burned her soul. His eyes dropped to her lips as his thumb started caressing them sensually.

"Can I kiss you ?" - he whispered, looking into her eyes.

He was asking permission to kiss her even after last night ? GOSH! She felt herself falling for him harder than before!

"You know you can do anything with me." - she whispered and heard his sharp intake of breath. His eyes turning unbelievably dark.

They stared at each other for a moment before their mouths tangled together for a breathless make-out session. He slowly turned over, pulling her once again beneath him and she realized, her plans for making breakfast for him were going to wait for a while.

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"Are you sure you want to make breakfast today ?"

It was around 10 in the morning. Harshad and Pranali had just entered the kitchen after taking shower which took double it's due time as he assisted her because of her foot, making sure the water didn't touch the wound. And with assistance, came distraction. Hence, the delay.

He was dressed in a black fitted jeans with olive green shirt over it, his sleeves folded, making it hard for Pranali to focus on the recipe that she was watching on YouTube.

She herself was wearing a dark green, sleeveless floor length casual dress, an apron over it, concentrating hard on the ingredients mentioned there, when he asked that question. A teasing smile on his face.

"Of course! I'm sure. I'll make us a nice breakfast. You'll see!" - she said, her nose high showing confidence, making him chuckle at her cuteness.

"Okay then. Start working chef." - he said grinning while jumping on the counter, swinging his legs. Copying her daily pose.

She had decided to make veg parathas as she was missing her mother's handmade parathas, besides, they were easy to cook so a newbie like her can try as well.