Reyaansh: Can we meet, butterfly?
Reyaansh got busy with his work but even during meetings he kept checking his phone to see if she replied or not. Whereas Kainaat was busy at her cousin's wedding where most cousins kept teasing her about her to-be husband.
Finally she got some time and came outside in the garden, she saw his text and She immediately replied.
Kainaat: I'm at my cousin's wedding but we are about to leave so maybe we can meet.
Just as she was about to go back inside, Reyaansh replied within 2 seconds.
Reyaansh: i can pick you up if you don't mind
Kainaat: Okay, I'll send you the location.
TIME SKIP
Reyaansh was waiting outside Kainaat's cousin's house to pick her up. He was leaning on his car using his mobile till she came. After some time he heard some footsteps, he put his phone in his pocket and looked at Kainaat who was wearing a light bluish saree.
Reyaansh was mesmerized by her beauty. He was still in his place, it was like the world was moving in a slow motion while Kainaat was staring at him as if he was mad because he just froze in his place."Am I in heaven?" Reyaansh said, still not moving his eyes from her. He was looking at her dreamy eyes which made Kainaat blush. She moved past him and opened the car door saying "chalo time waste mat karo"
(don't waste our time, let's go)
"You are looking like an angel, butterfly" Kainaat's cheeks turned more red and she whispered "thank you Mr. Rajvansh"
"You're not leaving this 'Mr. Rajvansh' anytime soon. Right?"
"Nope"
"Call me Reyaansh, it's not that hard."
"Let's see about that later."
Saying that both of them sat in the car. The whole time when they were in the car Reyaansh kept staring at her making Kainaat a blushing mess. Soon the car stopped outside one of Reyaansh's restaurants and they both went inside.
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