The next day, I wanted to take a tour of the city, but Kabir had different plans altogether. He asked me to dress casually and I did.
" Kabir, at least now tell me about your plans." I whined.
" You will see for yourself Mrs Rathore. For now, just be patient and do as I say. Understand?" He replied.
I nodded.
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" Let's go now." He said.
The car was already waiting for us. You see, the perks of having a rich husband for yourself.
Like a gentleman, Kabir opened the door for me. I sat down.
I was enjoying the view outside.
" It's so beautiful." I said.
" Beautiful." He agreed with me. But he said this looking at me.
I blushed and kissed him on his left cheek.
" Mrs Rathore, you are just this bold? You cannot even kiss your husband properly." Kabir taunted.
" Nothing like that." I said shyly.
" Then kiss me." He demanded.
" Nope." I said.
" I wasn't asking Mrs Rathore." He said and captured my lips with his.
I wanted to make him stop because of the driver's presence but Kabir did not allow me to do so. I finally gave into the kiss.
I pulled out to catch my breath.
Kabir was smirking.
I looked outside the glass.
In some good 20 minutes, I saw something peculiar. Something like a cricket stadium.
" Kabir! This is Lords!" I exclaimed.
" Yes, it is Love." He said.
" And today is England vs India, first ODI!" I added.
He nodded.
" Let's get in." He said.
I nodded, as excited as a child would be on getting an ice cream...
We were sitting in the VIP Box.
The match had begun. Kabir and I were enjoying it thoroughly. Suddenly, my phone went off.
" Shreya! You traitor!! How could you sit in Lords and watch England vs India without me?"Anika's voice rang in my ears.
" Anika, I really had no idea that Kabir has planned this. I was as shocked as you are when I found out." I told her genuinely.
" Your husband is so romantic." She said.
" How do you know that I am at Lords?" I asked her dumbly.
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General FictionExcuse me!? .. What? Marriage? What marriage are you talking about?" I shouted. Shreya, you are being called. You start in exactly 1.5 minutes. Hurry up!" shouted Rahul, my colleague. Without thinking I started running out of my room and like a klu...