Inescapably Yours

VII

Ranveer arrived ahead of time that day in spite of Deepika's no-answer answer. He knew her better than to believe her indifference.

He borrowed a few kurtas for tonight and for the reception later from set since he had none of his own at hand. He was thankful to his character for having a beautiful white kurta that he could wear to the haldi that night.

He arrived at the cabin and was greeted by warm hugs and shouts as his eyes scanned the room for his reason to be here.

"Arrey, bhai, at least pretend to be interested in us," Neha teased.

"She's still not here," Shreya giggled.

"Why, I am interested in you, Neha ma'am," Ranveer bowed extravagantly as if to touch her feet just as Deepika walked in.

"I have yet to walk in on you lot being normal," bewildered Deepika commented.

Ranveer jumped at the sound of her voice and straightened himself clearing his throat as Neha doubled over in laughter. He turned around to look at Deepika and his breath hitched. She was wearing a stunning white and gold anarkali that accentuated her statuesque figure. Her beautiful luscious long locks were let free to roam down her back. Walking in that room in that white ethnic attire looking like an angel descending from heaven above was too reminiscent of the first time she walked into his life. And like that first time, he couldn't help but gawk in awe.

Deepika blushed profusely at the way he was unabashedly hungrily staring at her. She walked up to him, impulsively covering his eyes with her left hand. She heard him chuckle softly as she talked over his shoulder, "how many times do you require to be asked for your blessing?" she asked Neha sarcastically.

"I wouldn't mind being asked everyday," she replied arrogantly.

"I think twice is enough," Deepika's eyes rolled.

Ranveer took her hand that was covering his eyes and kissed the inside of it, "thank you, Deepu," he sulked, "I knew I liked you for a reason."

Deepika's full attention turned on him and she gave him her famous glare, "that's why you like me?"

"I wouldn't say it's the only reason," he rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "but it's a reason, yes."

"Achaa?" she raised a brow knowing full well what it does to him.

"This is another reason," he said between gritted teeth pulling her to him aggressively making her yelp in surprise.

"Ahem," Harshita cleared her throat to get their attention, "do you guys maybe wanna take this somewhere private? Somewhere with no children around?" she cocked her head toward the little ones gawking at the exchange with dumbfounded expressions.

"Oh my god!" Deepika gasped covering her mouth horrifically as Ranveer's laughter boomed. "I'm so sorry," she mouthed to their mothers aka her friends who stood there watching in amusement.

"Personally, I enjoyed the show. I don't know what she's talking about," Diya commented as she munched on a banana chip.

"Well, show is over," Deepika took Ranveer's hand and marched out of the living room to their bedroom leaving her friends laughing and shaking their heads amusedly.

Ranveer was only too happy to follow her not caring where her destination or intention may be.

"I honestly don't know why we're here," she mused, "I just wanted to get away from all the scrutiny, I guess."

"I don't mind being alone with you anywhere anytime," he proclaimed cheekily. "I really really want to kiss you but your lipstick won't allow it," his eyes rolled in annoyance.