An Arranged Romance

Bye, hotie...

He leaned in closer, his breath warm against Meera's skin. As his lips gently touched her soft, flushed cheeks and place a soft Kiss, a shiver ran through her. The tender contact was electrifying, leaving Meera breathless and her heart racing even faster.

Meera's eyes widened in surprise as Aarav's kiss landed on her cheek. Overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment, she stared at him, a deep blush spreading across her face. Her shyness took over, and she instinctively covered her face with her palm, trying to hide her flushed cheeks from his gaze.

Aarav couldn't help but smile as Meera tried to hide her face. Instead of teasing her further, he leaned in once more and gently kissed her other cheek. The softness of his touch sent another wave of warmth through Meera, making her heart flutter even more.

He pulled back slightly, still close enough that their breaths mingled, and whispered, "I just couldn't resist, Meera." His voice was soft, almost reverent, as if he was cherishing this delicate moment between them.

Meera slowly lowered her hands, her eyes meeting his. The shyness was still there, but so was a newfound confidence. She smiled softly, her blush deepening, but this time, she didn't look away. "You're something else, Aarav," she whispered back, her voice filled with affection.

Aarav's eyes sparkled with amusement and warmth as he replied, "And you, Meera, are simply irresistible."

For a moment, they just looked at each other, both feeling the undeniable connection growing stronger between them. It was a moment of pure emotion, where words were unnecessary. The closeness, the gentle touches, and the unspoken feelings conveyed more than any words could.

As their car pulled up to the restaurant, Aarav gently pulled away from the moment, though his hand lingered on Meera's for just a second longer before he reluctantly let go. They exchanged a glance, a silent acknowledgment of the closeness they had just shared.

The restaurant was one of the most exclusive in the city, known for its privacy and elegance. As they stepped out of the car, the valet quickly approached, opening the door for Meera first. Aarav stepped out after her, immediately moving to her side. He offered his arm, and with a smile, she looped hers through his.

They walked into the restaurant together, and the maître d', recognizing Aarav, greeted them with utmost respect. "Good afternoon, Mr. Kapoor, Your private room is ready."

Aarav nodded in acknowledgment, a hint of a smile playing on his lips as he glanced at Meera. The maître d' led them through the elegantly decorated restaurant, past the main dining area and towards a more secluded section reserved for VIP guests. The private room they entered was a beautiful space, tastefully adorned with soft lighting, rich fabrics, and an intimate table set for two.

As they entered, Meera couldn't help but feel a sense of awe. The room was perfect, offering just the right amount of privacy while still being connected to the vibrant energy of the restaurant. A bouquet of fresh flowers adorned the table, their fragrance subtle but pleasant, adding to the romantic atmosphere.

Aarav, ever the gentleman, pulled out a chair for Meera. She smiled warmly at him as she took her seat, her heart fluttering at the small but meaningful gesture. Once she was settled, Aarav took his seat opposite her, his eyes never leaving her face.

The waiter soon arrived, presenting them with menus. After a brief discussion, they decided on their orders.

As they waited for their food, Aarav reached across the table, taking Meera's hand in his. His thumb gently stroked the back of her hand, a soothing motion that sent a pleasant warmth spreading through her.

Aarav's eyes never left Meera's as he continued to caress her hand, his touch growing more affectionate with each passing second. He slowly intertwined their fingers, giving her hand a light squeeze that made her heart flutter.