Anusha's POV

The next afternoon found me sitting in our lawn with Mom, Bebe and Sunidhi Di, having tea. Basically they all are having tea I was just having my mix fruit juice.
I never liked tea, never felt the need to have one and to my surprise, Siddharth also is not a fan of tea.

The similarities we share.

Dad, Sumit jiju, few of their cousins and Siddharth himself were playing Volleyball.

This morning the men of the house like anything rushed out to get their net and ground all set.
I was excited to watch them play, maybe just maybe if invited I wouldd be playing too.

Looking at him, I couldn't help but stare. I have always been the one to appreciate good muscle if I see one. And there he was walking all in his muscular glory clad in his sporty self.

Volleyball always been the game close to my heart. And now a turn on part of my life too.

Nope... Nada I am not referring him.

Tsk! Not at all.

Wearing his white polo t-shirt and blue denim shorts, white sneakers beneath, he was serving the ball overhand to the other side of the court.

His body up high, a jump accompanying the hight he had gained, giving me a little sneak peek of the skin lining his abdomen. I was accentuated by the view.

The way his muscle flex when he serves the ball, the way his perfect abs peep out his t-shirt when he drops a smash.
His damp hair, sweat glistened through his neck making him look more devilishly handsome.

Fuff! Too much Hotness.

What?

I hope no one noticed me drooling.

Everyone around me was talking about last night and our shifting to his new apartment they seem busy.

I looked down to hide my face from embarrassment, the moment I lifted my head up he was already looking at me.

I don't know when he came upto us and stood in front of me.
He picked up the water bottle from the table still not breaking the eyes contact.

He was breathing raspy, soundly opening his mouth, sweat completely socked his clothes, exposing his muscle making him look ten times more handsome from this close.

The view was mouthwatering.

He opened the bottle cap and started drinking water bending his head backward, I was staring at his adam's-apple moving up and down with every gulp he takes making sound.

Our eyes met once again when he was done drinking, we were looking into each other eyes without uttering any single word but something was holding me to him, I didn't wanted to look away.

His gaze was intense saying or screaming something to me and I was unable to comprehend like always.

Soon enough I was the one to break the eye contact, preventing myself from being caught by the rest of the family members.

He chuckled throwing the bottle on my lap my head popped up when he started running backwards towards the court still looking at me and then winked before turning around.

I felt my already red cheeks now burning.

I looked at the ladies sitting across me and found they were already looking at me with a known smirk.

I covered my face with my hands and this made them laugh at me. On my fucking misery.

This man.

Completely stupid.

In the late afternoon we started packing, the packers and movers were there to help us in shifting.

I've had set three big cartons containing his clothes. And Four big with my clothes.

Fine!

I have a lot of clothes. But please someone tell this to him.

He was insisting to buy me new clothes and leave my old ones here. Which was no way near in hell I was letting happen, leaving my favorites- Nada

Besides I was leaving a few pairs already.

Other necessary stuff were also stuffed. Like readymade food and toiletries and essentials. The apartment being already furnished, there was no need to take anything else with us.

Siddharth's POV

We moved to our new home at around 7 in the evening.

All the arrangements were already done as I've already organized the furniture and asked the servants to clean the apartment before we arrive.

My wife and I are in our room right now unpacking our clothes.

I told her to forget about these clothes we will buy some new but she refused me and said that it will be wastage of money besides the clothes she already has are her favorite and she doesn't want to leave them.

Though I don't mind, they are really amazing. Especially her sleeping shirts they are my favorites.

I'm helping her to arrange clothes in the cupboard.

Actually, I'm just taking the clothes out from the cartons whereas as she is keeping them inside the closet. She doesn't want me to get inside the closet.

"Come on Anusha let me help you in arranging all these inside the closet, you can take rest for a while"

"NO! I know it very well what arranging stands for in your dictionary. I've already seen you with clothes back at your home." She said sarcastically rolling her eyes at me.

I sighed in defeat, she is right. So I zipped my mouth up and just like a good boy started unpacking the boxes and keeping the things on the bed instead of a closet.
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All the boxes are done, I looked over searching for anything left and saw a small box kept at the corner of the floor near the closet door where Anusha is standing.

I picked it up and kept it on the bed started to peel its tape off and was about to open it when a small hand stopped me.

"No. I'll arrange this box by myself."

"It's okay. It's the last one. Instead, you go and take some rest I'll do it. I promise, I won't create a mess" I said

"It's okay Siddharth. I can do it. I'm not that tired."

And started pulling the box to herself away from me I pulled it back. "Anusha go relax"

"I'm fine" and she pulled it again to her.

I sighed and pulled it forcefully back once again when all the things from inside fall on the floor.

She glared at me but her face was flushed.

Quickly in the snap of fingers, she sits down and started picking things back up and putting them all in the box again.

Then I saw what she is holding in her hands.

Shit!

Briefs!!!

Stupid.

Without saying anything I turned on toy heels and left the room. A smile made its way on my face when her flushed face came into my mind.

There are coming many moments like this from now on.

From tomorrow onwards she'll be joining her job. I told her that I'll drop and pick up her from the hospital. Initially, she refused but agreed later on.

"Siddharth what would you like to eat for dinner. I'll cook something fast because I'm so hungry" She said the moment she came downstairs while tying her hair in a bun.

I can't explain it in words. How much I'm trying to control myself right now. She's looking so damn sexy in these denim shorts and white oversized shirt while tying her hair.

Sometimes I wonder, is she doing this on purpose to tease me?

No! no, she can't do this she is so innocent.

Damn it! Her legs are just mouth watering.

"cook whatever you want to eat Anusha. I can eat anything you make" I said.

She smiled and entered the kitchen started cooking something. And just like always started humming some song. Lovely.

After eating dinner I went to my study room to complete some office work.

Sitting across my study table and in front of my laptop and a few files, I found myself engrossed in my work.
.........

I stretched my arms above my head then my neck, I was so tired of working continuously for so longs hours.

I stood up and moved towards the window to the right side of the wall and looked outside found its raining.

My gaze traveled down to my balcony and found her. Enjoying the rain.

I looked at the wall clock and saw it's 11 at night.

She didn't sleep yet.

Why is she playing in rain?
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Raining☔ ............😏😏😏

What do you think of coming next.....?

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