MaNan ff-TABOO

The tingling feeling

Nandini’s pov

Time was passing at a steady pace. Adhira had made our life extremely beautiful and eternal. My morning witnessing Harsh and Adhira sleeping soundly near me . There was no doubt that though she couldn’t say but she loved Harsh more than she adored me.

I woke up to the alarm tone disturbing my sleep. I turned it off before it could wake up Adhira. She was sleeping peacefully between both of us. My eyes lifted up to see Harsh and in no time I felt my cheeks burning. This was a new found feeling I was having since that incident took place a week ago. I could sense that not just me but Harsh too seemed to be nervous whenever we were alone.

My eyes closed as the flashes of that incident played again in my mind.

I had just gotten out having my bath with a towel wrapped around me. Adhira was in deep slumber. Harsh had already left 15 minutes ago while I still had one hour to reach the cafe.

I was about to open the cupboard to get my clothes when I heard Harsh's tone.

"Nandini...where are you? I forgot to take my file," he shouted.

I was sure that he would reach the room any instance, hence I rushed to the door to shut it but to my luck he had already opened it.

"Nand..." his words drifted away as our eyes met. We both became statue for few seconds. My hand went to my wet hair while my legs got jammed. His eyes roamed from my head to toe making his mouth open in a perfect O.

"I had jussstt...come to take my file," he stated taking his eyes off me. I was standing there still all this while like a stupid. When I noticed him ignoring looking at me, I turned to run to the washroom and I would have been successful but my plan failed as I sensed some moment behind me.

“Ohhh shit,” Harsh panicked and I felt his warm hand at my back turning me around with my back plastered to the door with in a second. My eyes stopped blinking finding myself so close to him. I was having no courage in me to look into his eyes. With every passing second, my heartbeats were raising abnormally. He put both his hands at my back while I stood there motionlessly. He tightened the towel at my back which was hiding my dignity.He shifted one of his hand to my waist.

“Your towel was about to fall…” he replied making me gulped down my saliva thinking off how I would have faced him if the towel had actually fallen. My lips dried a bit but my eyes were still fixed on the first button of his collar.  At that moment, I felt I was fully on his mercy. The moment was... shocking but not disgusting...it was sudden but very pure!

Harsh pulled back his hand from my waist and I had no idea why it didn't really proved me ease. Might be because I didn't want him to let me go or that I wished him to hold me even closer. His other hand still rested on my back.

After gathering the left out courage in me I lifted my lashes only to find his deep eyes staring me. His expressions were unreadable while his uneven breathes fanned my face. His intense gaze held undetermined passion and love.

My rationality totally gave up when I found his lips getting closer to mine. The fire oozing within me wanted to have his lips on mine asthis intimacy was making me go insane bit by bit. I rose to my toes unable to hold back my desire. His lips parted as he took a deep breath making me lick my own lips.My eyes closed automatically as I was prepared to be kissed by my husband for the very first time but Adhira’s shrill cry broke our trance. I opened my eyes and   analyzed our state. His hands left me the very instant. Goosebumps surrounded all my skin while my cheeks felt warm.

Adhira was rubbing her eyes staring us from the bed. My breathing was still irregular while Harsh looked everywhere except me.

“Paaaaaa,”Adhira cried looking at us. Harsh stepped back and moved towards Adhira and I ran to the washroom.

A constant smile on my lips accompanied with my now reddened cheeks made me feel giddy like a teenager. My eyes automatically shifted to Harsh, I always used to wander why all the girls of my classroom in college used to be crazy about him but now I got the answer. His features were sharp. His dark hair was added to his handsome look making him look eye catchy.

I was engrossed in my own thoughts when I saw him opening his eyes. Our gazes meet the very moment making me feel embarrassed all of a sudden. I stood up and straight went to the washroom.

Manik’s pov

The aroma of rajma-chawal lingered in the air of my cabin. My lunch had just arrived from the mansion. Grandma had taken up the responsibility of making delicious food for me making me promise I would never skip any meal. Since the day she had come reaching the mansion felt like coming back home. Whenever she urged me that she wanted to go to London as her son might get upset with her, I used to blackmail her emotionally. Initially I thought of doing so since I was enjoying having her around but later on I got that I was doing so since I was scared that I would have to live in this mansion alone . Just the feeling of getting back here from office and not having Grandma around to talk to or to have dinner with was making me feel worsen.

She was continuously nagging behind me to get married. All my excuses were ignored by her one after another. I was sure that I would never get married as the one I would have married was someone whom I had lost myself.

My phone flashed Grandma's call.  I picked it at the third ring.

"Hello Granny, your rajma-chawal was just awesome," I compliment her but her reply shocked me to core.

"What relation you have with Nandini? And don't you try to fool me this time!"

I was having no clue about why suddenly she was asking me this question!

"Speak up!" she sounded angry.

"I don't know...which Nandini...yyyyou are talking about?" I stammered.

"I am talking about Harsh's wife Nandini."

"Grandma, I don't know her much," things were getting more confusing as I tried to handle the situation.

"You better come home now or I am going to her place to clear my doubts!"

"No no, please don't do that!" I didn't want to make Nandini upset by any means. She hadn't spoken to me since the day she had come to my home with Adhira still in her womb the last time before she got married.

"I will reach there within 20 minutes," I said. She cut the call. She was very serious this time making me uncomfortable.

"What if she got to know about Adhira?" I mumbled before leaving the cabin.