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As the door clicked shut behind Tanya, Siya leaned against it, letting out a deep breath. The room was quiet now, just her and Abhimanyu. "It was a great evening, wasn't it?" Abhimanyu said, his voice soft.
Siya nodded, her eyes warm with emotion. "It was perfect. All thanks to you. Really, Abhi, thank you." He stepped closer, taking her hands in his. "You don't have to thank me, Siya. Seeing you happy is all I want."
Her grip on his hands tightened, her heart full. "I'm more than happy, Abhi. I can't even explain how much." He smiled and brushed a strand of hair away from her face. "You don't have to explain. I can see it."
As he turned to the bed, Siya watched him. Suddenly, she walked over and stopped him, turning him to face her. Without hesitation, she slid her hands up his chest and kissed him—fiercely, urgently, with everything she felt.
Abhimanyu froze, surprised, but quickly melted into the kiss. His arms wrapped around her, pulling her closer. When they pulled apart, Siya's breath hitched, her eyes wide and vulnerable. "I love you, Abhi," she whispered, her voice trembling.
Abhimanyu looked at her, his gaze steady and full of warmth. "I love you too, Siya," he said quietly.
Her eyes widened. "You... you do?"He nodded, smiling softly. "I do. I wanted to tell you in a better way, but this moment feels just right." Tears welled up in her eyes. "I don't even know what to say."
He gently wiped her tears with his thumb. "You don't have to say anything. Just know I mean it. I may not remember our past, but I love you now. And I want to remember everything with you." Siya leaned into his touch, her heart full. "I'll be right here, Abhi. Always."
Siya's hands roamed hungrily over Abhimanyu's chest, her nails leaving red trails of desire as their lips met in a passionate kiss. They explored each other's mouths with a desperate hunger.
Abhimanyu's hands were rough and possessive as he tugged at Siya's blouse, his eyes dark with pure need. He lifted her onto the bed with ease, her body already aching for his touch.
Hovering above her, he looked into her eyes, waiting for that silent yes. His lips crashed onto her neck, wet kisses trailing down her skin as he whispered, "Have we done this before?"
Siya shook her head, breath shaky. "No... but we've made out." His hand moved from her waist, sliding up to cup under her breast. "Have I seen these before?"
"Yes," she murmured, her chest rising faster. "Can I see them again now?" he asked with a smirk. She giggled, breathless. "Do you really want to? Or are you just doing it for me?"
Abhi's jaw clenched. "Last night while you were asleep, you kept shifting, and your sexy fucking tits were pressed right into my face. I couldn't even breathe. I spent an hour and a half in the shower jerking off just to calm down."
