The Ex's At War

Chapter 8 Back to Square One

"Manik", I clenched my jaws together and called him.

He nuzzled a bit on my waist but didn't respond while his hand was comfortable inside my top enjoying the warmth of my body.

"Manik", I called again digging my nails on his shoulder but he didn't react. When I tried moving his hand out he protested and pushed it further up tracing my ribs. I surely knew what his next destination was. He had locked my body under his arm and torso, the only free hand I was left with had to be put to use. I used that to drag his other hand from under his head. I pulled it till my mouth and gave a wild bite on his finger.

"Aaawwwooo..what the hell is wrong with you Nandu aaise uthata hai koi subah subah", he lifted his head with a jerk and hissed in pain. I was zero percent apologetic to what I had done instead frowned at him with full glare.

"Why weren't you getting up then?", I countered him flaring my nostrils and he irritated me further rubbing his nose on my waist to break his slumber. I was waiting for him to watch his hand out but he did everything else ignoring that completely. Finally giving up on his stupid tricks I pointed out.

"Manik where is your hand?"

"Attached to my body..where else", he said in a still sleepy tone.

"Really", I tugged his engaged hand to make him notice. He looked at it and his eye brows shot up immediately in one second and receded in the next. He cleared his throat annoyingly.

"So what...sote sote yahan wahan chala jata hai haath..whats the big deal in it", he drew his hand out disinterestedly as if I had dethroned him from his rightful place, he sulked like a child and mumbled random stuff.

I sat up on the bed, "And what the hell am I doing here...you got me over na..Are you crazy Manik? You left Manini in the room alone...you know na wo raat mein darr k uth jati hai", I peeled the blanket off the rest of my body and attempted to get down when Manik stopped me.

"Relax!!! I know my daughter okay I was there with her all night...I came to you early in the morning only...I was sleepy so I slept by your side and as far as getting you over here is concerned toh when I went to check on you guys I saw Manini flipping a number of times I thought she might hurt your foot so I..."

"Yeah rite you couldn't think of carrying your 4 year old daughter here but me"

"There is not much of a difference you see", he sniggered like a boar at is lame joke and thumped down on the mattress once again.

"Jerk"

"What did you say?", he grabbed my hand and pulled me with such force that I fell back on the pillow, "Come again", he dared me

"You think I am scared of you..JERK JERK JERK", I repeated thrice for him to hear and react of course. He slid over me swiftly, "Say it again", his voice being low and seductive making me all the more conscious of his proximity.

"Je..Jer..Jerk", I fumbled nervously as I saw his head swaying over my face.

"Say it again", he was dangerously close and testing my patience to the last bit. I knew he was teasing me again; he will again make fun of me. I kept quite letting him over power me. He realized I was miffed from last night. I didn't look at him purposely. He held my jaw lightly in between his fingers and made me face him. He looked at me intently as if seeking my permission to go on. I didn't give him a hint though but he knew I wouldn't stop him and he finally answered my wait as he fused his lips tenderly with mine and we kissed and kissed just kissed forgetting everything else around us, all the differences, the war, the surroundings, Manini and even ourselves.