°• Book 1 in the unexpected marriage series •°
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"They tried to hide their feelings with silence but they forgot that their eyes spoke too..."
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"I'm a mess at times, and there are days when I am a lot to handle", she cried...
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M O K S H
"mai bhi toh aapka hi hu, Lasya-ji", the moment the words rolled down my tongue, Lasya's eyes turned timid in shyness and her soft cheeks turned the deepest shade of scarlet. She blinked nervously and avoided looking at me.
[Translation: I am also yours only, Lasya-ji]
With my eyes, I secretly signalled Ziya to leave and she followed swiftly before passing me a thumbs up, I winked at her in return. As soon as Ziya was out of the kitchen I took a step ahead towards my wife and she took one back.
"Toh kuch keh rhi thi aap, Lasya ji?", It followed until her back hit the kitchen slab, her head was ducked down and her hair covered most of her face. My hands went onto either side of her waist onto the island as I leaned more into her, completely enjoying our proximity.
[Translation: so you were saying something, Lasya-ji]
I was having too much fun teasing her, she looked like a flustered kitten purring. My kitten!
I towered over her small frame trying to intimidate her. The moment she was cornered to the island, her breathing hitched and her head jerked upwards and before I could make out anything, her rock-like strong head was knocked off on my chin.
"Ahh", I shrieked taking a step back and holding my face, I felt unbearable pain travelling through my jaw and tongue. The blow was strong and it resulted in me biting my tongue in the process. Way to ruin a romantic moment!
"Am sorry, are you okay?", Lasya took a step towards me attempting to examine my face which I stood closing my eyes and shook my head. "Aye, stop being a baby and show me", she cutely scolded and forcefully grabbed a hold of my jaw.
She stood on her toe tips and examined my mouth, while slowly turning my face left and right. Her palm was so small compared to my face, her thumbs rested on my jaw while her forefingers reached the outline of my cheekbones.
Her face was scrunched in a cute frown, her hazel eyes pooling with concern and her eyebrows were thinned.
Lasya's body radiated a strange warmth and the urge to stick more into her was growing with passing time. The feeling of her hands on my face was out of the world since it was the first time she touched me.
I felt a sensual shiver pass down my spine, she was just too close, too close that I would end up locking our lips with one slight mistake. Her fingers felt amazing on my face and I was enjoying the moment to the fullest.
"Abhi bhi dard ho raha hai?", she asked, her voice a whisper. "I'm sorry, it's all my fault, your tongue is a bit red", a hush whisper followed but I was too busy admiring my wife.
[Translation: is it hurting now?]
The dimple on her chin was more prominent from this closer and she looked no more less than any angel. My fingers itched to wrap around her waist but I controlled the urge, to not lose my patience in the moment of heat.
