"You returned so qu-quickly."
"... yeah..., what are you doing?"
I answered whistle brushing off the petals off my hairs.
My eyes moved towards the rose petals and a bunch of sented candles that were shattered outside the bedroom.
The candles were still packed but the roses were mostly used.My mind started to choose the possibilities he was doing these things.
Lighting, roses, candles bouquet of big roses were out in the tables.Is he going to proposing me...
"Are you proposing someone behind my back?"
My teased question turned his face into the most serious I've ever seen.
"What!? No."
"Then why did you bribe Dhriti to keep me at mansion ?"
"She told you? "
"No, I guessed."
This man get the guts to bribe someone to keep me away. The audacity...
"Why would I be proposing someone else?"
Ignoring his question I moved to get inside the room only to be stopped by my dear husband whose intentions were quite questionable.
"You can't."
"Why?"
"Be-because there is a-a surprise inside."
"Isn't it for me?"
"Of course it's for you."
"Then let me see if it's for me."
"No, you can't."
"Why?"
"Because... because it's incomplete?"
"You asking or answering? Now move."
"No- no wai- "
As I opened the door my breath hitched at the view, he had decorated the whole room with blue orchids and red cala lilies. He had decorated the bed with red balloons and white roses.
I turned towards with question in my eyes as he moved forward, took my hands in his and kissed it.
"I wanted to surprise you, we didn't had honeymoon because of my work so I wanted to do something special to make it up."
He did all this himself... I was in tears as the emotions come busting in my heart resulting me to hug him as tightly as I could.
"You- you know don't need to be gentle, I prefer being shoved more than caresses."
I tiptoed myself and smached my lips into his. My hands went to his neck as his hands went to back of my neck pulling m closer to him.
Our tongue met, battling for dominance. His teeth clashed with mine and I tasted the matellic taste of our blood."Remember I love you because my actions gonna say opposite to it."
My hands went to his shirt fumbling with the buttons. My mind was too hazy to think straight and the buttons were making me frustrated. His hands came stopping mine simultaneously toring the shirt in snap of a finger as he whisperd in his husky voice.
"I've got plenty of them."
He trailed the kisses down my neck as his hands went to the kurti's zipper. He pulled it down in one go making my bare back shiver with the sudden change in temperature.
I was burning hot in the flustered state I was in. He put his fingers under my chin making me look up at him.
His eyes held question, they were begging for permission.
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