SCHOOL CRUSH

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SHREYA POV :

I was overwhelmed by happiness and the rush of events.

The man I dreamed of was now in front of me as my husband , he tied knots making me his .

As soon I entered into the room, I had the memories when I used to adore the things I had, namely his shirt , his pen , and the chocolate cover.

The moments when I used to cry thinking I lost my chance with him when he was also doing the sameme at some corner of the world.

I placed the glass of milk in the table while silent, and happy tears left my eyes.

" SHREYA, what happened?" heasked concerned, standing up from bed while I launched myself at him crying more.

We both landed on the bed with a thud.

I cried ... cried ...

He caressed my head slowly to console .. I kept cring. he caressed my back. I kept wipping.

Then his hands caressed my butt.

That's when I snapped my eyes at him at him and stopped cring.

He caressed it now with both hands while keeping his face innocent.

" Ena panra military," I enquired sternly.

" I am comforting SHREYA , you were crying, so I caressed your head back, and on the way, it got on flow ma," he told innocently.

" Border nyabagam irukula ? " I questioned.

" Adha cross panna thana 3 knots tight aa potruka. Cross pannava ... " he rasped with anticipation.

" Venam nu sonna vitruviya ?" I asked, looking at him.

" Hmm.. VENUM nu solra vara wait panuva epdi yee. " he said, tighting me in his hold.

" Adhu seri," I mumbled, placing my head on his chest.

" Enaku epdiyee thoganum . " I said, slowly lifting my lids to look at him.

" Konjam mela yerri comfortable aa ... " He asked.

" Ela.. I am comfortable . " I hugged him and closed my eyes.

" OK, maharani.. thonguga. " he said and patted me while I slept .

We did not do anything other than sleeping the night.

The next morning. I woke above him in the same manner, and without disturbing him, I got to do my morning duties.

I took a bath and came out just to witness him having my dairy and his things in hand and looking at them with disbelief.

It's mine saying I grabbed the diary, but in the process , the unpinned pallu of the saree fell off my shoulder .

He did not avert his gaze and grabbed me strongly in his hold.

I winced and tried to grab my saree from the floor, but his hold was tight on me.

" Leave me . " I said, struggling.

But he held me tightly and in hoarse morning voice asked, " I have wondered many nights and days how will you look beneath the saree and blouse. "

" Do you want to know how I would look ? " I questioned back with a smirk.

His Adam's bobbed down, and he nodded . I placed a soft kiss there while he gripped my waist tightly, groaning .