Kshitij got Kritika

CHAPTER ~ 45

It's a tripple update day, but I'll post the next two chapters in the evening, they aren't edited, so sorry guys.

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POV :~ KSHITIJ

"Bring me my clothes, I cannot leave naked, can I?"

I laughed.

"Then, you don't have to leave. Stay here. All day. Naked."

She threw a pillow right over my face,

"YOU ARE SO BAD, KSHITIJ."

I laughed more, grabbing the pillow, while she walked inside the washroom, probably to take a shower, with a white sheet wrapped around her body.

I can't believe we were naked. The entire night. In each other's arms. I can't believe all those confessions happened. I can't believe she laid herself bare infront of me.

And well, I also cannot believe we touched each other and we're going to touch each other again, because I'm not leaving her to take a shower alone. In no condition.

Maybe I come with a tag that says,

"Give me a finger, and I'll come sit on your head the entire time," but that's exclusively only for my wife.

Someone knocked on the door.

Knowing very well who it must be, I wrapped a towel around my lower and walked towards the door to open it. Aayush, my brother, walked inside, with two paper bags in his hands and placed it on the table.

"I can't believe you called me early morning to bring your clothes. What are you guys doing here? And what happened to your clothes?"

"None of your business. Leave."

He laughed, "Come-on. I understand you're still a newly wedded couple since it's been some two and half months of your wedding, but that doesn't mean you both cannot be romantic at your own home and come to your hotel to makeout."

"Shut up, and get lost."

"Arey, that's wrong. You cannot just—"

Before he could speak any further, I held his shoulder, and walked him outside our room.

He teased, "Enjoy!!!"

I flipped my middle finger to him and shut the door on his face.

Then, I walked towards the washroom, and knocked two times, "Moon."

She hummed from inside.

"Open the door, your clothes are here."

"I'm taking a bath, Kshitij. Wait."

"We can take a bath together also, open the door."

After a few seconds, she opened the door slightly. I opened it completely and walked inside, dropping my towel, only to find my wife standing naked infront of me, wet.

I smiled, "Aayush brought our clothes."

She frowned, "He was here? Oh God. What would he be thinking about us? Oh God."

I walked towards her, and trapped her between my arms, placing my hand on both side of her, on the wall.

"That how romantic his bhaiya and bhabhi are."

She looked at me with raw emotions in her eyes and, teased me, by running her index finger from my lips, to my throat, and then down my chest.

"You know you're beautiful, right?" She asked me.