CHAPTER 1
Rasavada [rusaasvaad]: The taste of bliss in the absence of all thoughts
Australia. I drink my mango juice, sighing softly as I feel the warm wind brush against my face.
"I still can't believe that we're in Australia," I say, hearing him chuckle.
"How does the sand feel against your fingertips?" I smile at him, running my hands through the sand.
The sand feels warm and nice. I like it.
"It's really soft" I reply, hearing him laugh at me amusingly.
Australian beaches are probably one of the best beaches in the world.
I feel his arms around my waist, feeling his burning stare at the side of my face.
"Are you smiling right now" My voice comes out softly as a statement instead of a question, I hear him chuckle.
"How did you know I was smiling?" His deep voice reaches my ears, making me smile softly at him.
"Just a hunch"
I feel his arms tighten around my waist, his touch causing butterflies to erupt in me. I lie on the warm sand, on my back as I feel him close to me.
"What did you think of me when you first laid your eyes on me?"
"Breathtaking"
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