"𝑰𝒇 𝑰 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕, 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏"
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"Why do you avoid meeting my eyes?" His voice came out as an inaudible whisper, hi...
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“ But now, who understands? ”
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"Kairav?" she whispers.
Kairav frowns, walking towards her, "Who was right? What are you doing here at this hour?" His voice laced with worry as he reached to grab her arm softly, "It's not safe to roam alone outside. You could've called me if you wanted to walk around." His eyes softened as he stepped closer.
Mishka gulped, thanking her stars that Kairav didn't hear what he shouldn't.
"I didn't want to disturb you." she answered, her voice low and inaudible.
A tender smile caressed his lips as he slowly wrapped his hands around her shoulder, pulling her closer, "Don't think this way. I wasn't sleeping anyway."
Mishka nodded, noticing his bare arms. That's when she realized he's wearing a black vest and gray trousers. It's her first time seeing him this way, he has bulky strong biceps, outlining the curves and dips. She inhales his fragrance, the same spicy yet fruity scents engulfing her.
"You don't really hesitate checking me out?" he teases, a smirk playing on his lips.
She shook her head, "There's nothing to hesitate." She shrugged.
He chuckled, deeply back on his throat, slowly sliding his hands down, he grabbed her waist, "So... he raised his brow, "We're alone, and night looks ethereal. What do you...
Mishka giggles, "You really don't leave any chance, do you?"
Kairav shook his head, "I know I'll be busy tomorrow, the day after tomorrow and after going back. Did you forget I've my exams coming at the end of November? I just want to spend time with you as much as I can before I get too busy to even text you."
Locking her hand behind his neck, leaning on him she kept her head on his chest, "Same here." She mumbled on his skin.
Kairav sighs at her closeness, he looks around, no one was present there. He finds a bench in the small garden of the hotel. "How about we sit here for sometime?" He suggested.
Mishka nods agreeing with her, and they walk towards the bench. Kairav sat down and when she was about to occupy the seat beside him, he tugged at her wrist, she raised her brow. Kairav gestured down on his lap by eyes, she didn't understand. He bit his lips, pulling her down on his lap, she gasped, holding his shoulders.
He holds her waist, adjusting her properly on his lap, "You fit perfectly." He mutters, staring at her flushed face.
Mishka stared at his eyes, they were fixed on hers. One thing she likes about him, his beautiful orbs never hold confusion when it comes to her. He always seems so damn confident when his eyes are fixed on her.
