𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 - shubman gill ✓

twenty - four

As they drove back home, the playful banter between Shubman and Saumya filled the air, easing the tension of their time apart. Saumya couldn't resist teasing Shubman about his seemingly endless hours in the gym, poking fun at his dedication to maintaining his physique.

"You spend more time in the gym than you do anywhere else," Saumya teased, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she turned to him in the passenger seat.

Shubman chuckled, his smirk betraying his amusement at her teasing. "Well, a little hard work never hurt anyone," he quipped, his tone light and playful.

Before Saumya could respond, Shubman surprised her by reaching down and swiftly pulling his T-shirt over his head, revealing his toned torso beneath. Saumya's cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson as she caught sight of his bare chest, her breath catching in her throat.

"Shubman!" she exclaimed, her voice tinged with both surprise and embarrassment. "What are you doing?"

Shubman shrugged casually, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips as he glanced over at her. "Just proving a point," he replied, his tone teasing. "Besides, it's hot in here, isn't it?"

Saumya's heart raced as she struggled to regain her composure, the sight of Shubman's chiseled physique leaving her momentarily speechless. She quickly averted her gaze, trying to quell the butterflies that danced in her stomach at the proximity of her boyfriend's bare chest.

As they continued their journey home, the playful banter resumed, but Saumya couldn't shake the image of Shubman's shirtless form from her mind. Despite her best efforts to focus on the road ahead, she found herself stealing glances at him whenever she thought he wasn't looking, her cheeks still flushed with embarrassment and excitement.

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As they cruised along the familiar roads, Shubman's hand found its way to Saumya's thigh, the warmth of his touch sending shivers down her spine. Saumya couldn't help but glance down at his hand, her heart skipping a beat at the intimate gesture.

Shubman's touch was gentle yet possessive, his fingers tracing light patterns on her thigh as they drove. Saumya's breath caught in her throat as she felt the heat radiating from his hand, the sensation sending a wave of tingles through her body.

She stole a glance at Shubman, her cheeks flushed with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. "Shubman," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper, "what are you doing?"

Shubman flashed her a playful grin, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he maintained his grip on her thigh. "Just making sure you don't forget I'm here," he replied, his tone laced with amusement.

Saumya couldn't suppress the flutter of butterflies in her stomach at his words, her cheeks flushing even deeper at the underlying implication of his touch. Despite her initial surprise, she found herself leaning into his touch, revelling in the comfort and security of his presence beside her.

As they continued their journey home, the gentle pressure of Shubman's hand on her thigh served as a silent reassurance of their bond, anchoring Saumya to the present moment as they navigated the winding roads together.

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