A story of a politician and a doctor.
Reyansh Rathore is a young politician and soon in recent elections, he will be nominated as Chief Minister of the state.
On the other hand Dr. Mayra Bhatia, who is a surgeon and live by herself. Mayra have ver...
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"Happy birthday, doctor." Reyansh wished, making Mayra open her eyes. Their breaths are still labour, the affect of the kiss was still there on both of them.
She didn't expected him to know her birthday. And even if he somehow know her birthday, she was not expecting him to remember it.
After all, Reyansh is a man with a very busy schedule, how is it possible for him to remember her birthday date.
That's why she is little surprised and stun, at the same time.
"You know my birthday?" Mayra ask while moving back a little to get full view of his face, but the gap between their faces was still not much, both of them can still feel their breaths on each other's face.
"It's not how you reply to your husband, when he wishes you." Reyansh comment, completely doughing off Mayra's earlier asked question. He don't wanted to confess that he once ask his men to spy on her.
She might call him creep for doing that. Though no one's opinion doesn't really matter to him but she is different. Everything about her is very important to him, that includes her opinion about him.
"Thank you." She replied.
******
"Doctor." Reyansh called out to sleeping Mayra, trying to wake her up. In reply, all he get was silence from her side.
"Doctor." He called out for her again, this time shaking her shoulder lightly.
"Call for another doctor. I am off-duty right now." Mayra mutter in her sleepy voice and turn her back in Reyansh's side, while covering herself with comforter upto her shoulders.
A chuckle escaped out of his mouth by her antiques. Thank god, she decided to stay here with him last night instead of going away from him. Otherwise he would have missed all of this.
He get off the bed and move to the other side of the bed. He stopped right in front of her face and sit down on the edge of the bed, of her side.
"Good morning, birthday girl." Reyansh whisper softly in his deep voice, while tucking her hair behind her ear, which were resting on her cheeks earlier.
His touch on her bare skin and that deep voice, were enough to bring her out of her sleepy state.
Mayra slowly open her eyes and the view in front of her worked as caffeine for her. Her sleep flew somewhere very far away.
