BEWITCHED

Chapter 13th

It was four at evening when my mind reminded me that I needed to get ready for our outing.

I did have showered at morning but I took a, shower again, just to feel refreshed.
The shower helped my sore muscles as I was lying all day.

He really order me a lunch. He also sent me photo of his fried rice, showing me that he was also having lunch.

Coming out of bath I dried my hair, straight it and left it open.
I didn't use concealer in face but I did use it in my neck.
Apply the concealer my face was burning red.
Moisturizing my face I applied a little face powder, liner, mascara and pink lipstick.

My man has only packed sarees so, I choosed a baby pink saree. As the blouse was high neck so I wore a pearl earrings as my nuptial chain was already around my neck.
I needed to dress casual but classy as it was shopping but also dinner date.

My phone started vibrating at the bed, it was Dhriti.

"Hello?"

"Oh my God bhabhi, it feels like it's been years since I talked to you."
I laughed at her silly comment sitting at the bed.

"It's only been a day silly, where are you?"

"Oh course I'm fine, I'm staying at my friend's house with her family. You should call home, everyone was concerned about you two. And... How is bhai?"

"I will, thank you for informing me. He is fine now, was a little sad last night. But it's all good now."

She hummed at my statement and sighed. We talked more of here and there. Mostly her talking about her friend's house and family.
Like a bubbly girl she is, she talked nonstop until Daksh messaged me to come out. I bid her goodbyes whistle wearing my heels and between her teasing of is going on date.

When I saw his Audi RS5 was parked at the driveway.
He was leaning against the car talking in phone to someone. He has taken off his coat and was now only in vest, his hair still geled perfect.

Once he notice he cut his call and bored his dark obsidian eyes up and down at me. He stared at me till I was standing in front of me.
Maybe he didn't like the saree I wore, it was too plain afterall.

"Should I change?"
He looked anywhere but me with his jaw set hard.
He opened the seden of the passenger seat indicating me to get in.
When I settled myself he get to his side.

Was this isn't his liking?
Is this too much for a date? Or am I under dressing?
Is he heels making too tall-

"Aarna."
I snapped my face towards him. He was leaning his forehead on his hands which were folded on the steering wheel.
He turned his face to face me.

"Do not wear a saree normally from now on, please."
I knew it he didn't liked it, I should've thought about it.
He took my face in his hands making me look at him.

"Down here I'm struggling with tight pants."
He said it with so straight face that it took me a minute to get him.
My face went red instantly.

"How can you say it like that?!"
I squealed out looking directly to his eyes.
He shrugged it out like he haven't just said that he got hard just because I wore a saree.

"It's your fault."
He trailed off looking ahead and starting the car.

The audacity of this man!!!

"How is it my fault?"

"You wore saree to seduce me...."

"You only packed sarees."