I'll Be Your Man

18.GOA

Long time no see!!

I mean no update..

Sorry for that but now I am ready with few drafts story and will be completing this and then start publishing the new ones!!

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It doesn't matter where you are going.
It's who you have beside you.

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Preeta's Pov:

The car came to a halt, and I couldn't help but smile as I gazed at the breathtaking view before me. My excitement bubbled over as I turned to look at him. Reaching into my bag, I pulled out the black cloth I'd kept ready and moved closer to him.

He stirred awake with a slight jerk, his eyes narrowing in confusion.

"Hey...what's this? Preeta...what are you doing? Oh, my God!" he exclaimed, sitting upright as I began tying the cloth around his eyes.

"Shhh...stay quiet!" I chided gently, my hands moving quickly to secure the knot despite his attempts to catch hold of them.

"We're already here. Now, hold my hand and get out of the car carefully. And wait! I'll come around to your side." I instructed, making sure he stayed in place.

For once, he listened without protest, nodding begrudgingly as if he had no other choice. I stepped out and hurried to his side, opening the door and reaching for his hand.

"Careful...now, come out slowly," I guided him, making sure he didn't trip.

As soon as he was steady on his feet, I smiled mischievously. "I want to sit on the bonnet!" I announced, my tone playful yet firm.

He chuckled at my sudden demand. "First, take this blindfold off. Then I'll think about it!" he teased, making me roll my eyes before swatting at his arm lightly.

"This is your precious car, which is why I'm asking for permission... Bajarbattu," I said with a smirk, teasing him with the nickname.

"Haa, sit if you want, but be careful," he relented, shaking his head with a mix of amusement and exasperation as he extended his hand to help me.

"Don't worry. Nothing will happen to your precious car, Bajarbattu!" I quipped, carefully placing one foot on the side rod and gripping his hand tightly for support.

"Aree, I'm more worried about you falling off, Bajarbatti!" he retorted, clearly annoyed but trying not to show it.

"Move back a bit," I interrupted, ignoring his sarcasm. He stepped back obediently, and I used his shoulder as leverage to hoist myself onto the bonnet.

Once seated comfortably, I pushed him gently so his back rested against the car, positioning myself with my legs on either side of him. His warm hands accidentally brushed against my bare legs, and I saw him stiffen slightly before he shifted uncomfortably, trying not to linger on the touch.

"You can take the blindfold off now," I said finally, a soft excitement lacing my voice.

Without wasting a second, he pulled the cloth away, his eagerness written all over his face. I couldn't wait to see his reaction.

Karan's pov:

The moment I removed the blindfold, I was utterly speechless. My jaw almost dropped.