"Veer ji, stop!" I whisper yelled as I peeled his hands away from my hips.
"You smell so good that I want to breathe in more of you." He rasped in my ear and his grip on my hips tightening.
When Veer ji brushed his pearly teeth across my collarbone...
Khushi wrapped the stole around her shoulders and double-checked whether she had properly buttoned her kurti. She walked out of his bedroom, still feeling embarrassed, but she has to face him anyway right?
Was he still talking with his girlfriend? She wondered as she opened the door.
Khushi, she heard his flat voice coming from the left side of the condo. She suspects that something happened as a result of the phone call.
Veer was standing, his hands spread over the railing, one ankle over the other. She couldn't see his eyes because his face was completely hidden in the darkness.
Why are you standing in the dark? Turn on the lights. Khushi asked, ambling towards him; as she got closer, he turned on the lights.
Khushi, on the other hand, was taken aback when she noticed a lovely balcony in front of her. His deep chuckle interrupted her ogling of the small balcony space. It was warm and inviting.
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Your eyes sparkle brighter than the stars in the sky. Veer's hoarse voice reached her ears, and she cast a sidelong glance at him.
She sat on the cushion and patted the spot next to her. Because of his large frame, she felt the space was too small when he sat beside her.
They sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes, not saying anything. But she had a question for him about Nisha. Learn more about Nisha. How did that nisha ruin his mood?
He wrapped his arms around her shoulders, and she rested her head on his right arm, tilting her head to see the sky better.
I'd like to ask you a question. Khushi asked him carefully, but she noticed him stiffening slightly, though she went on with her conversation.
Could you please play me a song? Anything. Anything I simply want to hear you perform a song.
Veer sat opposite Khushi on his bedroom floor, tuning the guitar. Veer began singing while looking at her, and they didn't take their eyes off each other until he finished the song.
Oh, my sweetheart. I couldn't look away from you. Did you enchant me? I only see you everywhere. Did you have the same impression? Or are you seeing someone? I don't care if you do. Because you and I are fated to be together.
Veer hurriedly got up from the floor and placed his guitar safely where it had been before, unable to believe he had just sang what was in his heart.
That was amazing, Veer ji. You have a fantastic voice. I believe you made the incorrect career choice. She hugged him, not thinking about his condition, because all he wanted was to push her to his bed and feel her soft body against his.
Khushi returned to her apartment and fell asleep peacefully for the first time in a long time. She was at ease. Her father used to sing a lot to her. He learned to play the guitar primarily to impress his wife, as he would say every time he played. She had forgotten what had happened a while ago because her mind was preoccupied with Veer.
