When starts align

Part 11

If someone said that Karthik and Tara would be eagerly waiting to spend time with each other, neither of the two would have remotely considered that possibility before ignoring.

That was the kind of equation they had shared for the past 8 years to be exact.

In less than 48 hours, everything changed.

They say that destiny has a way of bringing people together despite all odds and it certainly was true for these two.

He wore a casual tee with black jean paired with a black and white sneaker that looked dapper on him. As always he was dressed to perfection and Tara could not take her eyes off him.

She felt jittery every single time his fingers moved to adjust between hers.

"Enna ma aachu?", he asked with concern looking at her tremble.

How was she supposed to express that she was gasping for breathe because of his touch. That sounded insane even in her head.

While she thought she was the only one who was experiencing this torment, he was at the verge of losing his sanity trying to keep his distance with her.

A whiff of her feminine scent had his mind all corrupted with fantasies that were unvirtuous, improper and inapt and yet wildly fulfilling.

His eyes traced those exquisite features of hers that were defined to perfection. It took every bit of restraint to stop him from visualizing all the things he wanted for them to experience.

This was not just attraction. He was sure about that.

Was he ready to define what he felt? Not yet.

He just did not want to rush this feeling. He loved to be in this phase of learning more about her. Exploring what they felt for each other.

"Enna yosikreenga?", she probed wanting to know what what running on his mind.

"Unna pathi dan", he wished to say out loud but the logical part of his brain refused to cooperate.

"Na evlo lucky nu yosichtu iruken", he flirted earning a tiny slap on his shoulder.

"Enna di adikra...", he reacted as if it actually hurt.

"Apdi dan", she stated with a teasing smile and he stopped to face her.

Standing opposite to him was dangerous. All she wanted to do was hug his tall frame, to be inside his protective arms, to place her face on his chiseled chest, for his fingers to tuck her curls behind her ears to whisper something sexy and ofcourse for her to feel what people meant when they said "The world stood still" or "The world around them seized to exist".

"Tara you are starting a game that you will not win", her mind warned but the heart wants what it wants.

Facing her like that challenged every fibre of his being. He often felt the guys around him were exaggerating when they talked about being attracted to a girl. The kind of pull some girls had in their eyes.

But this moment proved them all right.

This girl that was standing in front of him, just inches away was his addiction. She made him tipsy just by looking at him.

He did not want to think of what would happen if her fingers grazed his face. He wanted to feel her warmth on him. Her breath to dance around the nape of his neck.

"Apo nanum", he placed his long fingers on her face startling himself.

She stood there dumbfounded.