Love to hate me

Chapter : 3

                       ENCOUNTER

Few months passed by,

While Aahana,
with her tongue twirling the ice from her coffee,
Like two lovers dancing at midnight,

She was reading a book in a cafe nearby.

Aahana loved to look like this,

A girl, reading a book,
Sipping her coffee,
Through her big shady eyes, staring at people through the corners of her book.

As the book says,
"She likes guys with curly hair,
Just in case, if my life feels sorted,
At least I have an unsolved mess."

In the heart of the bustling city, where the sun dipped its fingers into the coffee-stained sky,

The cafe was high on the smell of freshly brewed coffee,
But all she wanted to sniff was Kabir's fragrance.

Although she wasn't thinking of Kabir,
But like the song running in the background of the cafe, still unheard,
A song that's enough to move your body,
Yet it doesn't interrupt your process.

Kabir was that song that Aahana was unaware of,
but he was there in the same cafe.

Here is Kabir,
His eyes, deep as midnight oceans,
Held galaxies of aspirations,
And his curls, like tendrils of passion,
Framed a face etched with resilience.

Glasses perched upon his nose just like a stone that's on the verge of falling,
but guess who fell instead, haha,
we all know, right?

He was working on his laptop,
While he was dancing his fingers on the keyboard,

Aahana could feel a tingling sensation on her inner thighs,
It felt like a hot shower on a freezing winter morning,
A gasp it leaves while it touches the body,
A gasp of relief, I call it.

I would describe it,
Like two lovers meeting each other after a war,

A war that's painfully pleasuring,
Our Aahana is a soldier.

Although Kabir already knew he was in prison under Aahana's supervision.

As Aahana's friends could sense the tension,
Mischievous moves of Aahana and continuously staring glances with Kabir.

They had something to make sure that someone's evening ends well.
They were laughing, teasing Aahana,
But she was lost somewhere.

Kabir was like a black hole,
No matter how hard she was trying,
There is no way back.
It was a magnetic pull.

The charm on her face was equal to the moon on a full moon night.

She couldn't help but overhear snippets of Kabir's conversation on his Zoom call.
His voice, deep and confident, held a magnetic quality that drew her in.

She imagined the scenarios he was discussing, the business deals he was closing, and the challenges he was overcoming.

It thrilled her to witness a man so passionate about his ambitions.
How passionate he can be about his lover?

As her friends chatted around her, Aahana continued to steal glances at Kabir.

She watched as he sipped his coffee,
His lips touching the rim of the cup,
Sipping the coffee,
He savored each drop as if it were a stolen kiss,

The taste lingering on his lips,
A secret shared with the glass.
A longed kiss,
To someone else,

Him holding the cup of coffee,
Like he was choking the neck of his lover,
And making Aahana breathless.

She wondered what he was thinking, what dreams danced behind those hazel eyes.

As she folded his legs,
He unfolded his arms,
He stretched while releasing a sweet tension,
And a much-needed attention.

As he was stretching his arms,
It looked there is empty space needed to be filled by Aahana's arm around his neck,

And a little pinch on his waist as the movement caused his hoodie to free up and show some skin.

While she was in her delusional world,
Kabir smiled wickedly at her lustful stares.

As he smiled,
It was like he melted as an ice-cream,
Which she couldn't resist but catch with her tongue,
( I meant lick, haha)

There he broke her bubble when she was about to make out with him, hahaha. Of course, in her imagination.

Kabir raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the unexpected but happy stares.

"Hello there," said Kabir, a playful glint in his eye.

I'll tease you guys a bit by making you wait for the next chap.
Note from the writer.
Lots of love & thank you❤