Leap of Faith

Chapter 11 - Care and Concern

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Chapter 11 – Care and Concern

Bipasha woke up feeling like she was in heaven. She was warm and toasty. The sheets around her felt soft and cosy. A smile broke on her face and murmured, “Mmmmm…” She felt someone stirring behind her and she froze a little. Her eyes snapped open. Her gaze swept the entire room. This was not her room. A hand cupping her right breast tightened slightly.

That is definitely not my hand.

She tried to roll away but she could not. Turning around, she faced a bare chest. It was flawless and tanned. There was a light smattering of fine black hair. Bringing her gaze upwards, she was met with a smirk and two grey orbs framed by pointy lashes. A door in her mind opened. Recognition must have flashed in her eyes because his smirk deepened.

“Not a morning person, are you?” he asked.

Her eyebrows scrunched together in thought. Narrowing her eyes, she asked, “How did I end up in your room?”

“You don’t remember?”

“What?” Her heart rate increased. Did they have sex last night? She didn’t remember doing that. Her hands went to her head. She pressed her fingers to her temples. The last thing she remembered was being kissed hard. What happened between then and now? “I can’t remember anything…”

He hummed in glee. “Rocked your world, didn’t I?” His hands snaked down her back to cup her ass. She shot him daggers with her eyes and smacked his hands away. He sent her a hurt look before rubbing his hands on his stomach. Her gaze involuntarily dropped to his hands and the skin underneath them.

So fit…

Admittedly, he didn’t have abs and the like but, his stomach was lean and taut. If he worked out more or worked out harder, he would definitely get them. The way Bipasha was staring at him with hungry eyes was making him forget about one hunger and remember the hunger of another type – hunger for sexual pleasure. Thank God she wasn’t pressed up against him anymore or she would have been able to feel his arousal – morning or not.

Shaking those racy thoughts from his mind, he declared, “I am hungry.”

“Don’t try to change the subject, Neerav,” Bipasha snapped.

“Oh, I am not. You are hungry.” Bipasha opened her mouth to deny. “Nope, don’t say a word.” Bipasha’s stomach growled. She felt her face heating up. She hoped he hadn’t heard it. His face showed nothing. She was sure if he had heard her stomach, there would have been a proud smirk on his face. “You haven’t eaten anything since the Auntie left. And that was,” Neerav glanced at his wrist. Then, realising he wasn’t wearing a watch, he finished, “A long time ago.” Lifting himself up and out of the humungous bed, Neerav offered a hand to Bipasha. “Come on, let’s eat.”