LOSING YOU

Chapter 96- Apples, Heels And Men

I'm so late... I silently take out my spare keys and open the door to the house. There's so much wine in my system. The night was amazing.

Eric is amazing.

"Ow, ow, ow." I groan quietly while taking off my heels and tip toe into Ava's bedroom, the door isn't locked. I need to talk to her, she must be sleeping, it's quarter to two for god's sake. "Oops!" I giggle as I see that I've opened the door to the spare bedroom. Hmm... I'm so dizzy. I'm so damn drunk! Just as I'm about to close the door my eyes squint to see clearly inside the dark room. Someone is sleeping.

Curiosity gets the best out of me as I quietly make my way to the person dozing off in my best friend's house. I kneel by the bed and gently pull down the covers. Thick, dark, ruffled hair. Intoxicating smell. My smile vanishes into the darkness of the room when I see Kabir sleeping peacefully. Moonlight cutting straight to the side of his face. I should leave. This is his room. I slowly get up, my heart heavy, my eyelids heavier. Something inside me makes me walk back to him. It's like he's pulling me in. A smile forms on my lips as I watch him sleep, light snores falling from his slightly parted lips. Long lashes, full lips, sharp jawline.

He's beautiful. Fucking Greek God of a man.

My hands lift the covers and I gasp when my eyes meet the expanse of naked skin. He's just in sweatpants. I carefully get inside the covers for absolutely no reason at all and turn towards him. He's so peaceful, so serene. Like clouds in a dark sky, yellow moonlight shining from behind them, breeze, cool breeze ruffling the leaves of the trees that dance in symphony.

"Hey," I kiss his cheek, "I missed you." He doesn't respond, so I keep my head on his chest and drift off to sleep.

"Fucking hell!" I groan as my alarm rings near my ear, I quickly get up and open my eyes. Sunlight. Good fucking morning. The son of a bitch keeps ringing as my eyes take the pain of adjusting to the light in my room. I finally catch hold of my phone and turn it off. My eyes blinking rapidly in the process.

Where am I? Who's place is this?

"Good morning." Oh. Oh no.

Nonononononononono. Right. My ass is in Kabir Singhania's bed. "Look, I-"

"Ava isn't very happy about this." He comes in front of me, swaying his index finger at me. He's so shirtless. Fuck him. His hair are messy, I press my thighs together for some reasons better left unsaid. Kabir is staring at me. Self consciousness takes over as I run my hand over my hair trying to make them look civil without making it too obvious. He walks over to the side of the bed, my eyes taking in the opportunity of looking at his ass. He catches me looking and smirks, hands me a bottle of water and tosses a plain navy blue tshirt on top of his head. "Thanks." I mumble and take a sip from the bottle. He sits infront of me and takes the bottle from my hands, making no effort to pretend that he's not staring at my chest, he bring the bottle to his lips and gulps down the water, the same bottle my lips were on, just a few seconds ago. My eyes can't seem to leave the sight of his throat.

How inappropriate would it be if I kissed his Adams apple? Very inappropriate. Anyway, snapping back into reality I look down to see what exactly is he staring at and I flush red with embarrassment.

My breasts are practically hanging from the neckline. I quickly pull my neckline and stuff my boobs in. Oh god. "Nice." Kabir chuckles and gets up from the bed. I gasp at his words and throw myself out of the bed. Still blushing.

"You wake up at four in the morning!" I yell at him, he keeps walking. "You seem to remember a lot about my routine." He says while walking into the kitchen. "You could've taken me back to my room before everyone woke up and saw me!" I tell him, he smiles. "Ooh, so Ms. Mehra wanted to get all sneaky with me. I'm flattered, but again. I'm not your boyfriend, my love." He says, my eyes go wide.