Love Shots

Mornings

Kajal's POV

I snuggled closer to my pillow, but when did my pillow become so hard and giant. And like a bullet train it hit me that I am married now and this hard structure I am currently snuggling into is not my pillow but my very very sexy husband Mr. Arjun Rathore.

I remember how we met in the cafe two months ago and now I am married to the most handsome man in the world.

I remember how he was so gentle with me since the time we first met, I don't know how people call him shrewd, ruthless, rude and even heartless.

I just fail to understand how can they call him with such names, for he has been nothing  but gentle, respectful, loving and caring with me and my family.

And with the looks of a fucking model, I am falling for him deeper every passing day as he shows how much he cares for me.

Last night's kiss and that closet romance played in my mind, I couldn't help but blush.

I opened my eyes to come face to face with my Arjun, I see he is still asleep, he looks just like a baby while sleeping, so peaceful.

I take my hand toward him and cup his stubble grown cheeks, he looks damn hot in it, I caresse his cheeks feeling it against my palm, I move closer to him, hugging him, feeling his toned muscles and abs against my torso, but he shuffled a bit and turn to face me tightening his grip around my waist, I wrap my hands tightly around his neck and kiss him on his cheeks, as I know he is awake, a breathtaking smile make its way on his face and he open his eyes to meet mine.

"Goodmorning Mr. Rathore" I say giving him one of my smile.

"Indeed the best morning Mrs. Rathore" He says, his eyes not leaving mine.

We stare into each other's eyes, there is this twinkle in his eyes since he saw me in that bridal lehenga yesterday, which I have never seen before.

I know its because of me as he said before that living alone all his life he thought he cannot be loved and his aunt and friends told me how he was before we met, they said that he would never be gentle with talks, always giving monosyllabic answers and commands, never took a day off, never celebrating on his own, doing everything just for formalities.

He told me about his parent's death much before and I could see the pain in his eyes clearly even though it was 24 years ago, but he is not over it yet, he just distracts himself from the pain by overworking all the time.

But not anymore, I can't see him alone and vulnerable, I am going to show him how much he means to me and he is not alone anymore, my family teats him like their own son and he has all of us as his family.

I get up making him frown and me giggle at his expression.

"We have to go temple, we need to get ready Arjun."

"I know sweetheart, but I just want to spend more of my best morning with you in my arms, am I asking too much?" He says with cute expression while sitting up and laying against the headboard leaving me a blushing mess with his sweet words.

I try to cover my red cheeks with my hair by facing other side but suddenly a hand wraps around my small waist pulling me flush against him, he push my hair strands behind with his other hand, while he stares at me intently.

"Never try to hide your blush from me wifey, I love it and I love the fact that only I can make your cheeks red." He says honestly, cupping my cheeks, caressing it softly with his thumb, and crash his lips with mine.

The kiss was hot, putting all his possessiveness into this, he kissed me like there's no tomorrow.

I replied with equal zeal and relished one of my best kisses, I have ever had.