Discordance

Chapter Twenty-Three

Abhimanyu could not take his eyes off his wife. He felt like one of those cartoon characters whose eyes popped out of the socket when they saw something bonkers, he was almost sure that he was probably drooling.

She had always been beautiful but the way she looked right now had his brain short circuiting, his eyes were not quick enough for him to soak all of it in. Just then she nervously moved her long stunning hair over to one shoulder and his heart almost stopped. Her top was this strappy contortion, and small oh so small, with one shoulder completely bare. She was talking to him but he could not tear his eyes away from that exposed shoulder, who knew shoulders and collarbones were this sexy?

Where had his Akshara gone because this was someone completely different. The tiny skirt, the bare waist, the legs...

"Huh?" he breathed out still not comprehending what she was saying. She suddenly grabbed his arm and shook him and the place where she was touching burned hot.

"Monster!!!" she finally huffed out loudly blowing hair away from her face and the gesture was so cute and so like his monkey that he was grounded back to reality.

"You look insanely hot" were the first words out of his mouth and he immediately wanted to clap his hands over his mouth like the idiot that he was. "I mean great, you look amazing!" shut up Abhimanyu!!!!

She giggled a little at that and her eyes looked so happy that he felt the joy deep in his gut.

"What are you doing here?" both asked simultaneously but before they could answer the bartender pushed Akshara's drinks towards her. Why the fuck did she have two glasses? The bartender was looking at his wife way longer than necessary and it annoyed him so much that he involuntarily glared at the idiot, making him gulp.

"Here" he said sliding his card towards him and as she opened her mouth to protest, he gave her a cold onceover "who are you with?" but without answering she sipped her drink slowly and moaned loudly causing all his blood to rush out of his brain and collect where it had no business being gathered.

"This is soooo good. You have to try it." She said pushing her drink towards him and just to avoid looking at her he immediately took a long sip needing the alcohol desperately. Drinking from her glass was surprisingly so damn intimate that he never wanted to eat or drink from his own plate or glass.

"I told you I was going out with friends remember?" she said before cocking her head to the side "And what are youuu doing here?"

"I had these two dignitaries visiting, helping me out with a case so I had to take them out for a last dinner before they leave tomorrow." He said his eyes predictably going to the bare strip of skin where her top ended.

"OHHH is that why you were not home? I missed you" she said before immediately biting her tongue and looking down quizzically at her drink and mumbling a small "I might be more drunk than I realize" her face red from embarrassment and this was such a safe ground for him, away from the way she was looking and making him that tad bit unhinged that he immediately latched on to it.

"I missed you too monkey, while I was gone did you turn our room into a dump yard." He asked goofily making her smack his arm "maybeeee."

"Akshara?" a woman in her 20s called her from behind and he faintly recognized her as someone who worked at the hospital, but he wasn't sure which department? The woman came up to his wife and began prattling on about some friend she had met and Akshara listened intently nodding when appropriate. Huh. He hated that her attention was away from him but also glad that she seemed to really like this friend of hers, she had once told him that he was her only friend so to watch her open up slowly to others was extremely heart warming.