Ecstasy of Romance

Ami's Diary

Dedicated to Samaira1998

Its almost 9 in the night she was still rolling on the bed trying to sleep which left her eyes long back... was constantly changing the positions over the bed to find at least one position which could gift a most needed sleep but all her effort went in vain

She got up from the bed and moved towards her closet opening the door she picked the black shirt which was lying there neatly ironed... a shy smirk appeared on her face... This is his favorite shirt which she stole from him when he was packing before he left for a workshop conducted in dallas ditching her, he went to have fun with numbers

She and maths were like exs they broke up long back once she finished her high school but to her fate she fell in love with a guy who teaches maths in a high school whom she supposed to hate, he teaching maths is more than enough point to hate him but destiny has different plans they met each other in a club and clicked in first meet itself then they became friends and dated when he was in a search of new house she readily accepted to share her apartment with him hence started living together everything went in a lightning speed in this one year. Even though they are living together they are not like other couples who will do nothing but messing around they were very mature and respected each other's decision of not taking their relationship to next level until they both got to know each other very well. Again destiny played a good role in making them one on a fine rainy afternoon two weeks back. Their self-control and hormones played against them and ended up in bed. The next day was the worst day in their life both were equally embarrassed to face each other blaming themselves for the act two days went in a swift still they are not ready to face one another. Both of them avoided each other smartly. After lots of hesitation she took a decision to start the conversion by herself so that they can sought ought the embarrassment. She left for the house early thinking to spend a good time with him but there he was busy packing his stuffs to the travel for the so called important workshop she just bid him bye thinking to speak with him once he is back. Two weeks passed. He texted once he reached the place after that both of them didn't try to text other than good morning and good night. And now she is sulking like a kid missing him, his warmth, and his presence... a big breath escaped from her.

She pulled the t-shirt over her head and tossed it above her shoulder and slipped into his shirt which gave a warm comfort... his shirt covered almost up to my mid-thigh overlapping her shorts... the sleeve of the shirt was long enough to drown her arms she folded them roughly up to her elbows...and hugged herself...thinking about him, his face, his manly scent, his voice, his embrace, she fell on the bed smiling hoping to get some sleep

She switched on the table lamp and turned to her left when mobile flashed she grabbed the phone leaning a text popped from him reading "Stop thinking of me –I am getting hiccups."

She jerked from the bed exclaiming "God how did he found "

"OOPS sorry" she texted back with a grinning emoji

"Missing me" he texted after like 5 min

"Like hell" she replied next second

She waited for his reply but there was no text from him

She rolled again sighing trying to sleep

Her mobile flashed again after 15 mins

"Open the door" the text read

"What?" she jumped from the bed

A voice note arrived next

She pressed download button its started loading