Never

Chapter 25

Agastya POV

“Want to come with me?” I blurted without much thinking. She was still sleepy. Her big doe eyes were dazed and puffy.

“What?” She asked, confused.

I tucked a strand of her hair behind her ears and I cupped her cheeks caressing it. She snuggled into my hand.

Since I have already blurted out those words, I will play along and see what happens. 

“Do you want to come with me to India?”

And as I expected her lips parted in disbelief. And I had this urge to thrust my tongue inside that warm mouth of her, ravish her mouth. But I refrained. I need to hear her answer. 

The sleep was long gone. 

‘Just days ago he had refused to go on a vacation but today he is offering one and that is also India, the place where he has been born.’ Amelia thought.

She smiled and said, “What changed your mind?”

Instantly I realised that she misunderstood my question. 

“I am leaving.” 

Instantly she froze. Yes, that's what the reaction I needed. She licks her lips, grabbing my attention to her luscious lips. I tapped the pad of my thumb on her wet lower lips, caressing it. They are soft and plump.

“Wh…What? Where? For how many days?”

I pull my hand away and get up. She also rises up.

“I am going back.” I said. I look at her and smile wearily.

“What do you mean? I still don't understand.” Amelia says, a little panicked. 

I can see that she is nervous. She is afraid of the inevitable. I shouldn't be relieved about her reaction but I am. As selfish as I may sound, I am happy that she is nervous and panicked. 

My eyes fall on her hand, clenching her palm.

I sighed. I step out of the tent and Amelia follows suit. Her feet got tangled up in the bed sheet and before she could kiss the ground I caught her. 

I sighed at her clumsiness. I got down before her. I fucking get on my knees before her, but that's normal. I have knelt in front of her tons of times and it doesn't bother me which is surprising. I can get offended even with a small disrespect but here I am not even bothered a little bit.

I removed the bedsheet tangled on her slender feet. They are so thin that even a small force from my palm can break it. I grab my shirt from the table and make her wear it.

I can't have her naked around me. She makes me insatiable.

“Why are you silent? Tell me? What does you going back means?” Amelia asked, impatient, while l fastened the buttons of the shirt on her body. 

“Exactly what it sounded like.” Done with fastening up the buttons, I looked up at her, straight in her eyes, “I am going back. And forget what I said earlier.” I added. That question was from impulse. I had really lost my mind for even suggesting she should come with me. 

But nevertheless, I felt a little calm seeing her so worked up.

She froze in her place. I see her eyes getting dazed as she gets lost in thoughts.

“But you…you were supposed to go back on..one month after.” Amelia pointed out with her head down. 

Is she crying?