Bound By Vows ✔

27: The Flustered Mate

Siya's Pov

"Kanishk? What are you doing here?" I ask, my voice breathless, as Kanishk's hands on my bare waist were making it hard for me to think rationally, as his touch was only enough to make me feel breathless.

I realized I was in his arms and it felt so new to be this close to him, his woodsy and masculine smell was making me think of a lot of different emotions.

I looked down, unable to meet his intense gaze, "Um, I wanted to freshen up," he said, his hands still around my waist, "I didn't know you were- um...busy," he says completing his sentence as he looked over at me.

"Yeah, um...mom gave me saree to try on, I was just-" I say and he nods his head and looked at me when he came to a sudden realization that he was still holding me by my waist and his eyes go wide as he releases me and I suddenly miss his warmth.

"I'm sorry, you were falling down, and I- " he says, and if I was not mistaken I could see his cheeks turning a little red and my eyes widened. 

Was he feeling flustered?

"Yes thank you for that, I was just having trouble hooking the blouse," I say and looked at him and I could see him struggling not to look down, I smiled feeling proud and delighted that he respected my privacy and did not look down. 

But I wanted something different, I wanted him to look down at me and tell me how I looked, I wanted to see his reaction, I wanted to know if he liked seeing me in sarees or does he prefer me wearing Western clothes.

"I'll just wait outside," he says and takes a step back, I remember his comment from the plane where he said he would kiss me- just to see my reaction and I couldn't help but blush at that thought.

Were we ready to take that step yet? Was I ready to share my first kiss with my husband, but most importantly, was he ready to take that step with me? I mean, he might be or he wouldn't have flirted with me like that on our way here and wouldn't have said all those things to me right?

I suddenly didn't know what to do and I could see him turning around to walk out of the room, "Wait," I called him out and he stopped, looking up into my eyes, eyes refusing to go anywhere downwards. 

Why wasn't he looking? I know he was respecting my privacy, but he was my husband, wasn't he curious to see how I look, didn't he feel any sort of attraction, I mean he was being so bold before and now it looked like he was back to his factory setting.

He stood there waiting for me to say something, but I was feeling irritated that he was not doing anything and before I could say something, "Do you need my help?" he asks and I look at him confused.

Help? With what?

He must've seen the confusion on my face because then he pointed towards my blouse and realization dawned upon me and I nod my head.

"Yes, please," I say, wanting to be near him but he was even refusing to look at me, at least him hooking my blouse would bring us closer for some time.

I turned around and took aside the hairs from my back which were held together in a ponytail. I waited for him to come and hook my blouse as I looked ahead in the mirror and waited with my breath hitched.

A moment later, I could feel him standing behind me, his manly perfume was enough to make me feel breathless again and I close my eyes, trying to savor his smell.

Seconds later I felt his hand on my back, but he was not hooking my blouse, I realized he was just feeling me with his fingertips, and a shiver ran down my body at this touch, I felt his fingers finally taking the hooks, and hooking the blouse in its place, and at last, he took the dori of the blouse in each of his hands and tied it together.