An Indian arranged marriage love story.
Like my first one this one has a new challenge. This girl here is different. Another gleaming image of confidence with sass in compliment.
Sadhvi was to marry someone else, Avrudh wasn't in the picture to beg...
'She belonged to him, not because it was something he demanded but because it was something she couldn't help' -JMStorm
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It was nothing
Sadhvi’s POV
I didn’t know what it was that woke me up when my eyes opened in the morning, but looking through the curtained window I had an idea it was past my usual time.
My eyes widened when I found Avrudh’s arm on my stomach and I stopped breathing when I felt him breathing on my nape.
Too close!
Too...too close!
It was becoming a habit of his.
I was searching for a comfortable position last night when he wrapped me in his arms, cocooned me to him. I still remember how I exhaled a long breath finding solace in his embrace.
I tapped the arm wrapped around my stomach not scaring him like last time, but he sure was a heavy sleeper.
“Avrudh,” I tapped whispering
He didn’t move.
“Avi baba, wakey wakey” I said in a sing song tone tapping again yet he didn’t move
I turned in his arms and faced his sleeping face. I was once again bombarded with a truck load of emotions.
Never in my life have I been this close to a specimen we call male, but here am I, sleeping in his embrace, breathing the same air. The male I chose for myself. Soulmates, I want to call us.
Like Shiv-Parvati, his family guru said.
A shy smile made it's way itself on my face.
Ever heard of stealing? I was planning to execute a crime similar to that.
I wanted to say so many things to him but nothing I had with me to utter at the same time. I had something of mine I needed to take from him. I gave him that thing on the night of our engagement and I wanted that back.
If I to ask for his permission, what was going to happen I wasn’t ready to think about that, I was concentrating on the moment, I needed to have it back.
This turmoil was unsettling.
I wasn’t feeling good about it.
Without lifting myself up I inched my face closer to him. Once I was there- the place I wanted to be- I kissed him.
Avrudh remained there unresponsive, so unaware of my actions. I pulled back soon, somehow the idea of just a peck wasn’t enough for my morning appetite.
