TOUCH .

be honest YOU WANT IT

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RAVEEN'S POV ✨✨

Did she want to go or not? I sighed, setting my glass in the sink before checking my watch.

8:27 PM.

If I was going to make it to the party, I needed to start getting ready.

I hoped Maya would say yes.

I wanted to see her there.

Hell, I needed to.

Shaking off the thought, I walked downstairs for some water before heading back to her room. The door was still slightly open—just like I left it.

And there she was.

Maya stood near the cassette player, swaying her hips, rolling her hands in smooth motions like those goddess-like women in old Bollywood films.

Damn.

She moved like she was performing for someone, even though she was alone. Like one of those girls who dance for their partners before undressing them.

I smirked.

I wasn’t about to waste this moment.

Moving slowly, I crept inside, keeping quiet as I watched her dance, letting my eyes take in every curve, every sharp move, every soft sway. She was fucking killing it.

Then she spotted me.

Maya immediately stopped, rolling her eyes before turning to unplug the cassette player.

"Great," she muttered, her voice flat. "The biggest party pooper just walked in."

Damn, this girl was cold sometimes.

I sighed dramatically, throwing my hands up before letting them drop to my thighs. "Wow. Love that energy," I said sarcastically, walking over to her bed.

She didn’t react.

I leaned forward, twisting one of my rings as I spoke. "Actually, I wanted to ask if you could drop me home. I need to get ready for the party since you’re not coming."

Maya turned to put the CD back in its case, her movements slow. "Oh really?"

She walked over to her other table, setting it down carefully before glancing at me over her shoulder.

"You got hoes waiting on you or something?" she asked, her voice sharp.

I smirked.

Oh, so that’s how she wanted to play?

I could definitely dig this.

I leaned back on my hands, stretching my legs out. "Well, yeah. You know how it is," I said casually. "Bet a lot of girls will be there because I’ll be there."

Maya went still.

"I gotta give the girls what they want," I added, getting up and walking toward her, my voice dropping slightly.

Her breath hitched just a little.

I smiled.

"But don’t worry about it, Maya. I’ll be in very good hands, I’m sure." I leaned in, close enough to feel the warmth of her skin. "Hey, I might even get a girlfriend tonight. What are the odds?"

I turned away before I could see her reaction, pretending to look for my clothes.

Silence.

I bit my lip, hiding my smirk.