Dare to Be | Heir & Heiress #1 | ✓

♕ 1.24 Family History ♕

♕ Jhanvi ♕

          I keep fidgeting, turning sides not being able to fall asleep even though I have been yawning. I turn my head to the right. Aarav is sleeping peacefully. It seems he is this peaceful in sleep after a long time.

The last few days, after all, I have noticed him restless.

Whatever conversation he had with Annie tonight before dinner seems to have him back to his self... the one who is in control of himself.

As if everything is right in his world once again.

I cannot control this craving. It's the pregnancy and I decide I shouldn't be controlling it in the first plate.

The craving? I really want some ice-cream right now. Specifically, a sundae. Getting an idea, I take my phone and tap on the maps apps. I look for nearby places that will be open as it was close to 10:30 in the night. Most shops close between 9 and 10, but I prayed against hope.

Minutes later, I find one that is about 8 miles away. I convince myself it is not that far away.

I place my hand on Aarav's shoulder and slightly shake him. "Aarav..." I call his name in a soft whisper hoping he'd hear and wake up.

"Mmm." He complains shifting a bit away as if he didn't want to be disturbed from whatever dream he was having. I feel slightly bad as I nudge him again, stronger this time. "Hmm."

Since he is a bit awake, I speak. "Utho na..."

He turns to sleep on the side facing me instead of on his back. "Shona, come..." I can't understand what he says after that as he mumbles and eventually trails off.

I take a second to debate. Let him sleep and go by myself, or wake him up. Either way, I want my sundae. I realize if I leave by myself, he would flip out. This third time, I completely shake him and his eyes snap open as he looks around, "What? Where's the fire, mom?"

I squint my eyes at him, confused as to why he'd wake up saying that and thinking his mom started a fire but also slightly amused as I wonder if this has happened in reality before. It had to for him to woke up thinking this, yes? I'm going to have to meet his mother.

Woah.

Did I just think that?

These days, my brain goes in the most random line of thoughts.

His head turns in my direction. As his eyes meet mine, it almost leaves me breathless. His chiseled face, those deeps eyes, angelic features and tousled hair. I have to blink multiple times to clear the daze and remember why I had woken him.

"No fire, silly." Seeing nothing is on fire, he relaxes and his broad shoulders slump in relief. "I'm sorry for waking you up... but I really want a sundae."

He questions, yawning. "Isn't there ice-cream in the fridge?"

I explain the difference, "There is, but I want a sundae. With bananas and pineapples and sprinkles and marshmallows and hot fudge syrup."

He continues to stare at me for a few seconds after I pause from giving him the details description of everything I am craving.

Usually I've been able to pass by on the cravings with other sweet substitutes that would be around and available. So, I understand his stare. I have bothered Eva and Sylvia at the office more than a few times to get me chocolates to the point that they keep a stack full in the office lounge fridge now with a 'eat-and-you're-fired' note on it so none of the office employees would dare to 'accidently' eat them.