Storm of throes

Chapter 7

I gently carress the ring on my finger,admiring its beautiful stones,all perfectly cut.I feel a smile grow as I recall the evergreen moment when Avinash slipped them on my finger.

"What are you smiling at?",Avinash asks,stealing my attention towards him.He wipes his hand with his handkerchief and slips them back into his pocket,raising a questioning brow at me.

"Was just thinking about the moment you slipped this ring!"Its been more than a week since we had our own little,secret engagement.He smiles,his cheeks forming gorgeous creases,creating a boundary to his wide smile.

"Its a gorgeous place noe?",he says,looking around at the decored room with decorative sodium vapor lamps and gorgeous paintings,all hung at the right places giving the perfect lighting and romantic look.Our first date it is.A couple of days back,he asked me out.I really wanted to go but I wasn't sure my dad would like the idea of going out before the engagement.To my surprise, he didn't really mind.And so,here we are...happily enjoying our time alone,away from ten pairs of eyes waiting to watch our every secret peek at each other and stiffle a giggle at our blushes.

"I know right!Kaviya and I used to come here.",I say,meddling with the key on my handbag.He slightly nods and presses his lips.I felt myself watch his every move like a hawk and soon wonder if he is feeling uncomfortable sensing my eyes glued on him.

"Why do you have to be so pretty!!?",his brows lifts in exclamation and he soon covers his eyes with his right hand,as though he is afraid to see me again.

"Oh am I!!?Then why are you blocking your view?"He quickly withdraws his hand from his face and wears an expression so hot that I feel my body tense up as my hormones get excited.

"Cause....Cause if I continue,I'll have to fight the urge to hold your hands!" I feel my heartbeat quicken and I smile.

"Did I ever say you can't?" I surprise myself.A part of me says I am going too fast but I ignore it.

"May I?",he holds out his hand,his eyes with a glint and  boring into mine.The happiness in our eyes reflect  back and forth as I slip my hand onto his palm and he wraps his fingers around mine.I feel the goosebumps run down my spine and a shy discomfort creeps up.we talk endlessly about anything and evwrything starting from work and weather to politics and crimes.

"I actually prefer north indian foods.",he says, munching on a fork full of noodles.He talks a lot,I notice.I remember how my mother always used to say that only opposites attract.It seemed so right in my case.Sooo right!!I take a small piece of my naan and dip them on the gobi manchurian gravy.

"You wanna have some?",I point the piece at him.He wink ls at me and opens his mouth,waiting for me to feed.I look at him with a mischievous smile and place the piece on an empty part of his plate.He shuts his mouth,hangs his head down childishly and looks at the little piece of buttery naan.

"It fabulous!!!!",he lightly licks the gravy off the tips of his finger.I stay quiet,just observing him....oh no!!Shouldn't I say admiring instead!!?His ways has its own charm,pulling my pupils and my attention like a magnet.

"Why wouldn't you feed me a piece?",he pushes out his lips like a little kid.I smile at him.I don't bother to answer his question and he doesn't press anymore.He understands,he adjusts and he accepts me like no one ever has.I should say I'm flattered.We continued talking as we ate and soon we had to leave.

"Thanks Avinash.I had a fabulous time."For once,I really meant that from the bottom of my heart.It feels good to saw what I feel,express my real emotions and be the person that I am instead of pretending and being cautious.It feels lively.

"Really?",he says taking my hand in his.

I nod."You might not really know how much it matters to me but it means a lot.Thanks a lot." His eyes try to read mine with genuine understanding and affection.