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It slipped Shanaya's mind that she was wearing nothing but an oversized T-shirt. She slid the door wide open, allowing Shaheer who stood outside to take a good look at her. The calm over his face vanished in an instant. His cheeks blushed pink and he lifted his eyebrows in embarassment, clearing his throat at the same time."Oh," Shanaya said to herself, realising what had happened and in a haste almost closed the door on his face. Luckily, he stepped behind on time.She sighed deeply and counted to three, letting her erratic heart go back to normal before slightly jerking the door open to peek out."Did you get what I asked?" She said hurriedly and for a moment Shaheer's brows furrowed in confusion."What? Oh, yes. Yes, here it is. Ms. Arora," He said and passed through the little gap a bag with her clothes.Shanaya grabbed it without another glance and turned around to find Dhruv looking
The sunrays passed through the window panes and kissed Shanaya's face, fuelling her annoyance. She barely slept the previous night. Dhruv wouldn't let her. The little time that he did allow her, she wasted away by thinking constantly of what had happened between them and what it meant. Her head ached from the lack of sleep, making her frown as she lifted herself from the bed, covering her naked body with the white sheets. On the other hand, Dhruv slept peacefully on his stomach, snoring lightly. The sheets concealed the lower half of his body, keeping the other half on display for her eyes and she smirked. The smirk vanished as soon as she recollected moments from the previous night. Dhruv provoked her and she reacted just as he wanted her to. With a groan, she closed her eyes, gathering her hair into a messy bun. Her eyes darted around the room in search for her clothes-the striped dress she wore the previous night,
There were things Shanaya expected but a grand dinner wasn't one of them. She was disappointed and pleased at the same time. The sight and aroma caused her stomach to rumble and she instantly placed a hand on her stomach to somehow conceal it.Dhruv snickered at her reaction. He seemed to find a lot about her awfully funny. She rolled her eyes and entered the dining area before he spared any word. Only after a while did she notice that the only light in the room was the one emanating from scented candles placed around the room.Shanaya made sure he noticed her wavering gaze over the table and the contents placed over them. She said, "A candle-lit dinner. How...""... romantic?" Dhruv said, a hint of uncertainty in his voice. He ran a hand through his hair, messing the perfectly slicked back dark brown-almost black strands."I wanted to say boring," Shanaya mused, her lips tilted into a smirk. Nevertheless,
I'm getting good at guessing stuff, Shanaya thought when the windows rolled down to reveal the guy who had sent her the note and those ugly yellow tulips. Dhruv Kapoor. Nonetheless, her shoulders tensed. The air shifted, prickling gently at her bare arms.He sat there, clad in all black, blending well with the dark interiors. It was dark inside, except for the little neon blue light coming off the dashboard, highlighting features of his face. There were things Shanaya knew she was capable of forgetting about him someday. The sound of his voice, the curve of his smile, the little flat mole on his wrist. But she knew she could never forget his eyes. The colour of caramel enhanced by a black outline, his eyes were one of the most intense things to behold. But in the dark, his pupils had dilated almost completely, giving them a pitch black appearance. Shanaya couldn't tell how lon
Missed me? Here's a gift for you. There's another one waiting. You'll love it more. I'll pick you up at 7. Don't make me wait :) -D.K. With a line of sweat covering her forehead, Shanaya read the note over and over again. After staring at it in disbelief for a while, half hoping it would catch fire from her burning gaze, she let it slip through her fingers to the white desk. Her eyes darted to the bouquet of yellow tulips that came along with the note.Fresh and beautiful. She grabbed the note again and this time read it in his voice. It was odd how she still remembered what his voice sounded like. Chaotic with a hint of mischief to it. She almost tried to picture him in her mind, but the attempt failed as her stomach lurched at the same moment.No, she told herself, shaking her head abruptly at the bright blooms covering a large part of the