Siya Kapoor is a psychiatrist used to untangling others' minds, but when it comes to her own heart, she's got a wall up. That is, until she's caught in a whirlwind with not one, but two of India's rising cricket stars: Shubman Gill, her magnetic, lo...
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22. Breakfast.
Siya stood in her room, carefully setting her hair. She applied a faint lipstick, perfect for daily wear, and slipped on her favorite jhumkas. As she remembered the events of yesterday, a smile spread across her face, and she couldn't help but blush.
Glancing up at the mirror, she thought she saw Abhishek’s reflection behind her. Heart racing, she turned around quickly, only to find no one there. She shook her head and laughed at herself.
"Seriously, Siya? Imagining him now?" she murmured, turning back to the mirror. There it was again, his reflection, smiling back at her.
"Great, now I'm seeing things," she chuckled to herself, touching the mirror lightly. "You're losing it, Siya."
Siya left her room, heading downstairs to join everyone for breakfast. As she walked down the corridor, she paused briefly outside Abhishek's room, a smile playing on her lips as she remembered their conversation from last night. Just as she was about to continue, a hand suddenly pulled her in.
"Abhishek!" she whispered, startled but unable to hide her smile. "What are you doing?"
"Good morning, Chintu," he said, grinning. "Couldn't wait to see you."
She rolled her eyes playfully. "You could have just come downstairs like a normal person, you know."
"But where's the fun in that?" he teased, pulling her closer. "I wanted a private moment with you before we face everyone else."
She blushed, looking up at him. "And what did you plan for this private moment, Mr. Sharma?"
"Just this," he said softly, leaning in to kiss her forehead. "I wanted to start my day with you."
Siya smiled, feeling her heart melt. "You’re such a charmer."
"Only for you, Dr. Kapoor," he replied, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.
“Relationship ka first day and you’re already so clingy,” she teased, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
“I’m warning you, I’m hell clingy,” he replied with a grin, trapping her between the wall and his body.
“Do gaj ki doori banaye rakhe, Mr. Sharma,” she said, trying to sound stern but failing as a smile tugged at her lips.
“Do gaj ki doori?” he repeated, inching closer. “I’m not good at maintaining distance, Dr. Kapoor.”
She placed her hands on his chest, trying to push him back playfully. “Social distancing Abhishek, someone might see us.”
“Let them,” he whispered, leaning in closer. “I want the world to know you’re mine.”
Her heart fluttered at his words, but she managed to keep her playful tone. “Mr. Sharma, if you don’t let me go, you’ll have to face the wrath of a hungry woman.”
