FROM BROKEN TO BELOVED:- A Tale Of Arrange Marriage

CHAPTER 18

Inayat's Pov

I woke up slowly, my body still heavy with sleep as the early morning light filtered through the curtains. My mind was groggy, the remnants of a beautiful dream fading away. Something felt off, though. I tried to shift, but there was a weight pressing down on my chest. It took me a second to realize it wasn't a duvet or pillow, and horror struck me with full force, when I saw Ivaan sleeping beside me. He was close.

Too close.

He was lying on my chest.

My breath fanning his forehead, I looked down, my hands were wrapped around him. While he didn't move from his side, meanwhile I almost took over his space as well. His hands were loosely wrapped around me, while I held him as tight as I could. And surprisingly I wasn't feeling weird, in fact I felt protected and safe in his arms.

His body was barely covered with the duvet, as most of it was on my side. I wasn't even using it, I was sleeping over the duvet in a crooked position, which most probably a normal human doesn't sleep like when someone is sleeping upon them.

God, the embarrassment!

Heat crept up my cheeks spreading through my neck, embarrassment filled me by thinking what would he think if he saw me like that, holding him so tight. When I was the one who was assuring last night that we would be able to sleep comfortably on this bed. And let's not even talk about how he would feel when he would get to know where his head was.

Here I was, almost on the verge of kicking him out of the bed and taking the duvet and leaving him with nothing.

My hands clenched behind him, frustration bubbled inside me, and I opened my eyes, my focus shifting to his face for the first time.

His face looked so calm, as if nothing could go wrong, and he had everything in this world, his thick eyebrow, and long lashes resting upon his cheeks and that freaking long nose. He had light stubble on his cheeks, not too much, and not clean shaven as well, just enough to make him look much more appealing, and his full li-

What the fuck was wrong with me?

I had been creepily staring at him, while he slept. That's wrong, Inayat. Stop doing it, you are violating him.

Shyness and overwhelmness filled me—what would he think if he woke up like this? But then, looking at his calm face, my thoughts softened. He seemed so peaceful, like he had the world at his feet.

I broke out of my trance and slowly unwrapped my hand from his torso, and slowly tried to raise his heavy arm that's been dangling around my waist. I lifted his arm steadily and was about to put it in the place where I was sleeping when suddenly he tightened his hold on my waist more and pulled me even more closer, a sudden yelp left my mouth at his action.

“Please.” I heard his sleep-induced voice made me lay down again with him on the bed, nuzzling his face deeper. My heart started racing at his sudden voice.

Wait, a second. What does he mean by please?

Please? Did he mean stay, or leave? His actions said one thing, but I couldn’t be sure.

What did you mean, Ivaan?

Enough of this please and all, I have to get up, or else my first day as a  daughter-in-law would be ruined. So not taking any chances.

This time, I tried even more slowly to retrieve myself out of his hold, and finally I got up.

I whispered near him, “Good morning, Ivaan,” before slipping out of bed. With my heart still racing, I left to get ready for the day ahead