MY ENDLESS LOVE FOR YOU.

CHAPTER-12

"Because isn't that the point of every relationship: to be known by someone else, to be understood? He gets me. She gets me. Isn't that the simple magic phrase?"

 JYOTHIKA

"I didn't mean to trouble you, I'm sorry."

Groaning mentally over my crying session, I roughly wipe my tears. I hate it when my emotions get all over the place. Everything was supposed to remain light tonight. The events of hectic drama due to my family and my selfish reasons have already created a significant distance between us. I have been eternally grateful that Prithvi was at least talking on terms with me not completely ignoring my presence.

But no, I have to test his patience with my clumsiness. My face still feels warm due to his heated touch and my embarrassment of tumbling over him like a sac of potatoes.

He sat up nearly colliding his head with the nightstand but saved himself. I sighed in relief still avoiding his gaze.

"Are you on periods?" he questions, combing his hair back.

In the scrambled state of my mind, I answer him, "No but the dates are near. Why do you ask?"

Then I blushed profusely at the thought, he was asking openly without any hesitations. It wasn't like I was but never back in my home had we had such discussions about girls' menstruation cycles. Never with my brothers or father.

Somehow that niggling reluctance lingered in my mind.

Then again, Prithvi had to encounter many situations in past because of my periods. He didn't ever make me feel uncomfortable of any sort.

Now, he was my husband. Maybe he had more of a right to know about my dates.

He was bound to know much more about my body. I shut down the cap of my belated thoughts. Not the time!

He gives me a thoughtful nod as I calmed down and plops down on his makeshift bed.

"Raj, you don't have to-

He cut me off, "I'm sleepy and not in a mood to go back and forth with you on something that I have already decided,"

This man could get on my nerves in less than seconds! Deep breaths, Jyothi. Remember you got married to him. As much as I find many of his habits affectionate, and adorable too yet the moment he uses a no-nonsense tone with me- a fuse goes off. I want to challenge, confront, and argue- to do anything to get the upper hand.

I crawl toward the edge of the bed, and with a guilty frown, I see him sleeping like cardboard. Within a few days, his back would start aching badly. I can't have that.

Poking at his huge bicep, maybe I should have grasped it to feel the muscle under my palm. Giggling inwardly at my thoughts, I neutralize my expressions as he mutters with closed eyes.

"What?" his sleepy voice has a natural husk. I try not to shiver.

"Come, sleep with me," I slap a hand on my dirty mouth. He doesn't twitch a muscle.

Clearing my throat, I open my mouth to clarify but he beats me into it.

"Not interested,"

My mouth drops open in a mix of confusion and embarrassment. The latter part was more. Am I losing my effect on him? Again, not the time Jyothi. Right.

I try to soften my voice, it works with men. " Raj, I'm worried about your health here. What I mean is-

"Jyothika,"

The damn tone of his. Don't blush if you have an ounce of self-respect!

He turns on his side, opens his eyes, and stares droopily at me. With unkempt hair and a leisurely look in his copper brown eyes, he looks sexy even at 1:30 at night. And I blush. I knew my body was against my willpower.