Beyond Words

3.First Meet

Adaa POV

"Adaa.....", my mom called from downstairs. "Hold it", left to the corridor giving the section of her to Leela to hold. "Ha amma...?", I asked bending down so that I could see her. "How much time will it take to get her ready, engagement is today you remember that?" she gave me a questioning look. "Just the hair part is left amma, it merely takes 10 minutes, I will send her down," I said. "Okay and you get ready too, don't roam like a homeless", she said eying my pyjamas. "Amma...", I gritted my teeth and made my way inside. 

"Give me that"I asked for the section of hair that she was holding. "How do I look?", she asked as I completed her hair. "like a princess", I said keeping kohl behind her ear. "I want to see his reaction. Do you know I didn't let him see anything I brought.",  she said with a full-blown grin on her face. "How did you even bring them all if not Ram?"

"I went with root", she said 

"You mean Vishrut? ", she nodded

"How is he now? came out of the situation ", It's been so long since Leela had talked about him. The last she said about him was when his girlfriend died and he was in hospital.

"Yeah better now, he is here for the engagement you can talk if you want" she answered.

"Hmm.....you get down now and start the pooja whatever you have to do, or else it will be the end of the world today", I said sending her down. I closed the door as soon as she left and Vishrut started to roam in my mind. The last time I saw him was for Leela's graduation with his girlfriend. I still remember the days when I used to see him like he was candy taken from a kid and I was the child that candy belonged to. The silly me.

coming out of my reminiscence I took my white and lavender lehenga and wore it. I love the blouse it is sleeveless. I collected all my wavy hair into a pony. I paired my lehenga with jhumkas suited my sweetheart neck of the blouse. I wore my heels and applied my lavender perfume. I pinned the dupatta on one side to the lehenga. For the last time, I look into the mirror completing my look with a bindi. I have gone with minimal make-up that suited my outfit and occasion. Satisfied with the look I went down.

"Adaa.." it's so familiar. I think I know him. Turning around I saw him, Vishrut. He seems different his body changed, he looks stronger now. with tanned skin, sharp jawline and little stubble, hair falling on the forehead, plum lips, button nose, and jet black eyes. He paired his white shirt with hands folded up to his elbows and black pants, his thighs god they looked so hot. his hands looked too sexy with the watch and veins popping. He has rings on his finger. Completed his look with a pair of black shoes. In one word he looked breath-taking.

He cleared his throat bringing me back from my daze." Adaa?" he had a questioning look on his face. As an answer, I pointed my finger at the glass. "it's not whiskey I didn't find a glass to drink water" he explained I nodded. "where are others?" I as I found no one

"They all went to the venue. Leela asked me to come with you as you are alone."I nodded understanding.

"shall we?", I asked as he didn't seem to move. He started to walk to the car and opened the door. I settle into the seat buckling my seat belt. "How are you?", I asked watching him as he started the engine. "fine, how about you?" 

"great"

"I heard that you run a company Aesthetic space how is it going?", he enquired

"till now great and looking forward to expanding it, let's see how it goes"

"By the way, you look beautiful"

"Thank you for the compliment, you don't look bad either", he chuckled.

After that, we settled into a comfortable silence with music playing in the background. In no time we were at the Venue. I came out of the car after thanking him. My mom came checking me out "Amma what are you doing?", I asked voicing my confusion. "You look so pretty let me see" she said with twinkling eyes and broke into small chuckles. "Let's go to Leela it's her day", she said and I nodded. 

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"Ahhh...."Leela winced as I removed the pins from her hair. The ceremony ended in the happiest. I can see the glow on Leela's face. Leela and Ram dance after the ceremony. At the end of the day, we are here struggling to remove all the mess we made in the room and on us. I changed into my pyjamas and helped Leela to change. "You looked perfect together", she said making me frown. "You and Vishrut", she answered and I stood surprised. "What?", she nudged to bring me back to earth. "Ok, I agree he is hot but I don't have that type of interest in him", I clarified. "I know you will say this, but how many years will you stay like this?", she looks at me for an answer. "Leave it, Leela, I don't if he moved on or is ready to move on from her, We will talk about it later," I said dismissing the topic. she signed and resumed her work.

All night only one name ran in my mind Vishrut, he is hot, good-looking, settled, a human with a good heart and a sense of humour. I think he is my type. with all these, I don't know when I drifted into sleep.

His hand made their way to my hip curves pulling me into him. His eyes met mine. maintaining the contact he joined our foreheads. breaths getting irregular. He pushed me into the kitchen counter and made me sit on it. Spreading my legs apart he stood in between. his hands travelling up from my hip curves to my breast. I shut my eyes unable to control my breath. I kept my one hand on his chest fisting his shirt and pulling him close and his chest meeting my breast. My lips parted his lips were an inch distance from mine. His hands pressed my mounds I gasped feeling out of breath. His other hand pulled my hair back my neck tilted up meeting with his gaze. His lips slowly made their way to my neck leaving kitten kiss and doing their magic. He dragged my shoulder sleeve down with his teeth and bit down on my skin making me wince. He kissed me all the way down to my shoulder and up to my ear his breath fanned my neck below my ear. this feels so good, his intoxicating scent invading my brain, his manly hands travelling my body,  his breathy voice filling my ears, his lips not leaving my body. This is so addictive he is addictive. He kissed my earlobe slowly whispering "What are you dreaming kitten?". 

I woke up gasping for air. That was a hot dream

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