The incessant ringing of his alarm woke them, and Nandini quickly gathered the sheets around herself after realizing the situation she was in while evading chancing a glance at him. He turned the alarm off as quickly as his clumsy fingers allowed while he viewed her antics out of the corners of his eyes. A chortle escaped his throat when he saw how embarrassed she was to even glimpse at him. Rather, she concentrated her attention on the ceiling above with her lips slightly parted and her palms clutching onto the blue sheet over her bosom.
"Good morning," he murmured, inching closer to her as his lips touched her earlobes.
She bit her lips and finally gathered enough courage to look at him. "Morning."
A bright smile came upon his face when he perceived the blush on her cheeks.
She gulped hard and fiddled with her bracelet. "Was I too sloppy last night?"
He chuckled, ruffling her hair. "You were great, Nandini."
She donned a radiant smile. "Things were so... perfect."
"Perfect." He grinned. "But I gotta go now. My flight is in three hours."
She nodded, pecking his lips. "Be back soon. I will be right here, waiting for you."
***
With a skip in her step, Nandini made her way towards Aditya's apartment. Covering the distance in five minutes, she took the stairs since she was getting too impatient to wait for the elevator. They could barely interact during the Diwali dinner at Rishi's place, and she needed to talk to him, especially after last night with Shubham. Perhaps she was on her way to finding love in the city—something she had always desired—and all of it could be attributed to Aditya.
Though she didn't find the time to cook since she had to go to her office that morning, she planned to make something special for him and Abhi for dinner. With the ingredients for a healthy salad for the devil and Choley Bhature for herself and Abhi tucked in the two bags in her hands, she carefully knocked at his door.
He opened it a few moments later, and she smiled wide at him, but it faltered when his eyes swelled upon seeing her, and his lips parted.
"Aditya—"
"Mom! Dad! I want to introduce you to someone special," he said, a grin developing on his features.
She giggled. "Ooh! Your parents are here. I would love to meet them."
"Who is it, Adi?" came a feminine voice from inside.
He beamed and swung the door wide open. "Mom, Dad, meet Nandini." He glimpsed at the two middle-aged people inside, a glint shining in his eyes. "My girlfriend."
Nandini blinked at the equally dumbfounded people inside before understanding dawned. "Your what?" she screeched, staring at Aditya in shock. Fumbling for words, she let her eyes wander over his parents, and she could see the similarities between his mother and him. Perhaps that was where he got his good looks from, for she was in her mid-50s but was still supremely stunning and looked young with her silken saree pleated perfectly and her black, waist-length hair trimmed to perfection. His father had salt and pepper hair, and Nandini was strongly reminded of her own father, for both of them could be termed smart and dashing. But she halted her appreciation session as Aditya repeated the same words all over again.
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Finding Love in the City
Romance| 𝔉𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔢𝔡 | Though they are poles apart and are rather involved with different people, Aditya and Nandini discover how easy it is for them to fall in love with each other. ~ Coming across each other in the exo...