I Found You

38.

• Adhira •

"Good morning." He whispered against my ear, as I turned in his arms, pressing my face against his warm chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.

Cuddling has become my favourite thing to do. Laying in his arms, brings me a sense of peace, comfort and security. As his hand slid inside my t-shirt and he began to graze my back with his fingertips.

I buried my face in the comforting valley of his chest, completely, inhaling his natural, soothing scent. I don't know what good deeds I have done to deserve this man.

Even last night, he stayed by my side the entire time, never once asking a single question, just murmured soothing words
in my ear. Not once did he let go of my hand, remaining by my side until I woke up.

His gentle care was still fresh in my mind. It's the small things that matter the most to me. It's the way he notices the tiniest details of me, it's the way he gave me head pats, massaged my eyes, and tenderly wiped off my makeup.

He makes me feel cherished.

The most unexpected moment, however, was when he asked if he could join me in the shower. Initially I was too shocked to react, but I realized he did it out of genuine concern, wanting to make sure I was okay.

It wasn't just about the physical care, but it was about his understanding and the way he instinctively knew what I needed.

"Do you want to continue with the pool plan, or we could just stay here like this
if you want?" He asked still rubbing my back, his touch was soothing, making it hard to think about anything else.

As I slightly pulled back, the sight of his bare chest greeted me. I couldn't help but ogle. His skin was so soft beneath my hand, with a faint brush of hair. My eyes traced the lines of his strong chest to down to his slight abs.

I let my fingers graze the lines of his abs, feeling the firm, toned muscles beneath. The way his chest rose and fell with each caress was satisfying, almost mesmerizing, as if my touch had the ability to influence his very breath.

"No, don't cancel it. Yuvan will be so sad if
I won't join, he was so excited about it." I looked up at him, my palm resting flat right above his heart.

It was hard to tear my gaze from his body, but his eyes drew me in their warmth. They say it right, eye contact is the most intimate thing between a couple.

He gave me a cocky, leaning his face closer to mine. "You like it?" His voice was soft and teasing.

"Like what?" I raised my brows, pretending not to understand anything, though my cheeks flushed being caught staring.

"Your property?" He chuckled, a deep, rich sound that sent a shiver down my spine.

"My property?" I played along, caressing the skin of his toned middle with my nails.

"Only and solely yours," he whispered. Just before our lips were about to meet, the bell of the room interrupted us.

He groaned, pulling back with a look of frustration that made me giggle. He had this sulking expressions on his face, his eyebrows were furrowed and lips slightly pouting, just like of a child.