What if...??

22: Flowers

" -And now with you I began to feel everything and that too deeply, all those emotions people talk about in songs and movie began to make sense to me.
I love you." She whispered and planted a feathery kiss on his hair. But little did she know he was wide awake but didn't dared to move, afraid if she knew she won't speak to him or herself so openly again.

"You also know I won't actually tell you this not that I don't want to but more like I don't think this makes sense and after saying these out loud, it is kinda cliche." Laughing softly she slipped down in covers.

Gentle kissing his forehead she whispered again, "I love you Mr. Kapoor."

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"Mr. Kapoor please hurry!" Priya winced.
"A moment please, let me eat this last donut in peace." He said but instantly bit his tongue.
"You took another donut?!" She asked horrified.
"Un... Um It's the last one I promise. You see Priya as I was going round the buffet it called me, and how could I refuse it, it looked so sweet and edible so.. sorry." He began to build his defense. She just shook her head in disappointment.

"I am here, let's go. By the way why are you so excited today?" He asked curiously. He got his answer shortly as they stepped out of the hotel.
Before them were parked two bicycles. Shocked he turned his head towards her who was already looking at him with a small smile on her face.
"You Rented Bicycle?! Yah!" He asked and started bouncing with excitement.
"Glad you liked it." She said and followed him towards the bike he choose and sat on. "Mr. Kapoor I know you are not quiet fond of walking and it can be tiresome at times, and judging by the look on your face yesterday I was pretty sure, your calves were hurting. Good work, Priya, it's good you asked the manager to arrange these." She thought.

He sat on one and asked her to join, just when she was about to sit on the other one, he called her, "Why are you so far darlin? Come on sit behind me." And with a wink he added, "Also make sure to put your arms around me." He laughed seeing her face. She was all worked up of-course when she planned she thought about his comfort but she must admit the fact that this man has the power to insert romance in anything and everything. Not that she was complaining anyway.

She sat behind him as he began to make a round around the property. To his disappointment Priya's shy mode was activated and she consciously kept her hands to herself.

Suddenly he hit the breaks, causing her to fall forward and to stablize herself she held his torso, unbeknownst to her she walked straight into his plan. He instantly kept a hand over hers locking them around him and began to ride again while Priya on the back was blushing hard but the smile never faltered.

Completing the round, she leaped out and ran and settled herself on the other bike, while he just watched her amused. They made there way towards the city market, exploring, smiling and sharing jokes.

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They had lunch at a local restaurant, Priya finished early and was waiting for him as he devour the famous indigenous sweets like Daube de banana and Banana and Coconut Nougat. She left him at peace and went out to look around. A corner shop caught her eyes and she brought the prettiest bunch out of all to surprise him.

He came out after paying and praising the chef to find her standing there smiling. She made her way towards him and pulled a bouquet of orchids, lilies, roses and gerberas. He happily accepted the flowers and placed a gentle kiss on her cheek, while she just stood there gazing him with a smile.

She went on her tiptoes and placed a feathery kiss on his forehead. Now standing close, she was not the one who loved PDA and this small act for him screamed the intensity of love she had for him. She whispered, "Even men loves flower and forehead kisses, don't they?"
"They do, I do." He answered back but it came out merely as a whisper, and if she wasn't standing this close to him she might have missed his reply.

It was true he loved these things, but he never expected anyone to do these for him especially him, to him it was always the other way round, it was he who went lengths for his loved ones and never once expected anything in return. Then there was this women standing in front of him, doing everything to make him feel loved and safe. Standing close to him, holding hands, listening to him, assuring him, love him, respecting him and above all trusting him enough to share her past with him.
She always found a way to make him comfortable, even when he felt insecure and hated himself, she healed him.

As she saved him from his past she became his future.

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"Mrs. Kapoor I race you till that pole, you see." He challenged.
"No, Mr. Kapoor I am not getting involve in your games."
"Afraid to lose?"
"No actually I am more afraid that you'll cry when you lose." She answered back sassily.
"So let the race begin. On my count 3....2....1."

They both took off flying with the wind. Pedaling they competed neck to neck, Ram in order to win went closer to her and gazed her back, distracted by his action her speed faltered and he won the race.

"You cheated!" She exclaimed.
"Well I won honey. Everything is fare in love and war." He replied with a smug look, "I will need my prize for winning."
"Go get yourself something, you seem perfectly capable of that to me." Sarcasm dripping in her voice.
"I want a coupon. The "A Yes Day' one or the yes night." He asked unsure of her reaction.
"Okay, granted but only for tonight." She agreed after taking a moment to ponder over the though. To say she was excited to know how the evening will unfold would be an understatement.

"Actually, I have hear about the night club here are quite famous and unique. You comfortable?" He asked. Even though he earned a yes night he wanted to make sure she was comfortable and he have had her consent.
"Anywhere with you." Hearing her blush crept up his face.

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Back in there room, they got ready to go to the club, she wore a black frock ending just above her knees. He wore a plain white t-shirt with a black leather jacket.

They sat on the chair enjoying the food and music, Priya occasionally singing along while he scream his lungs out along the ones he knew.
Ram excused himself to pee when a man came to the table and began to strike conversation with her, she felt all to uncomfortable suddenly in her seat and began to shift and trying to stretch her dress to cover her knees sensing his eyes on her. Ram waded his way through the crowd seeing the interaction and her uneasiness.
"Hi honey, did you gave the waiter all our order." He asked while gesturing to the man who in turn grew red and spatted, "I am no waiter." and left the place feeling insulted. Priya realized a long breath and looked at him, his eyes already on her where now soft and concern, "You okay love?"
"Yes I am alright, he didn't do anything."
"You looked uncomfortable. Anyway you are way out of his league."
"Oh is that so. Hm.. than who is in my league then?" She asked curiously with a teasing smile as she looked through the crowd.
"Well lucky for you I know just the right guy, he is a perfect gentleman and goddam handsome too. I think you might have a chance with him." He played along.
"Oh, well then I would love to meet this man and make him mine."
Standing up he offered his hand to hear gesturing towards dancefloor asking her to join him, she happily placed her hand onto his.

They jumped and danced to the first few songs and as soon as the next love song came automatically all the people formed their pair began to sway with the music. They hugged each other as they danced he then whispered, "You already made that man yours."
"Well, what can I say I have a charm." She laughed as she said.
"You know even if the whole world was watching I'll still dance with you." He said. She leaned and kissed him softly for a moment before placing her head on his shoulder as they continued to dance.

A/N: Hi guys!
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Until then....