𝐄𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 #𝟏: previously known as "My Home"
A friends-to-lovers romance full of longing, heartbreak, and second chances.
"𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒉𝒖𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝑰 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝑰'𝒎 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆. 𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒂 𝒑𝒆...
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tumse milee to dekho, shahar mein khilne lagee hain vaadiyaan (ishq-ishq, ishq-ishq) saaya mera hai too aur main tera too dikhe ya naa dikhe too teri khushboo ku-ba-ku ishq hai ye, ishq hai ishq hai ye, ishq hai
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“Tumhe dekhna hai?” (You want to see?)
Shivank froze for a second, as if the world had suddenly narrowed down to just her face, her voice, her breath brushing against his skin. He swallowed, throat dry, and nodded slowly, fingers tightening around her hips, pulling her closer like he was afraid she would slip away if he loosened his hold even a little.
Vaani’s cheeks warmed, a shy heat spreading beneath her skin, but her eyes still sparkled with mischief. “Ohh, sirf dekhna hi hai?” (Oh, you only want to see?) Her lips pushed into a soft pout, but her fingers still traced invisible patterns on his chest, feeling his heart racing wildly beneath her touch.
He shook his head quickly, almost helplessly.
A slow, teasing smile spread across her face, soft yet dangerous. Her arms slipped around his neck, fingers brushing his jaw, then sliding down his chest, feeling him tense beneath her. “Phir kya karna hai? Sirf touch… ya kuch aur?” (Then what do you want to do? Just touch… or something more?) Her voice dropped, warm, playful, pulling him deeper into her.
