Last week of year, 23rd December 1994, a brisk day amidst the chilling winters. The sun shone brightly as if celebrating its victory over darkness and clouds after a long battle. Birds had already silenced by now after their morning twittering job of awaking the nature. Morning walkers had done with their walk, milkmen had returned with their empty milkpots, and the cleaner had kept his broom back. But seemed like the young man was not ready to open his eyes, pulled the blanket over when wandering rays of sun tried to invade his sleep and stretched his hand to find the silky beauty against himself. But soon the charming smile turned into frown when instead of her cozy warmth his hand found the cold satin of bedsheet. First slowly then his eyes opened flew. It took him some moments to recollect the midnight happenings of last night when found himself in balcony and a beautiful smile took its place. Throwing the blanket aside he got up with a jerk and almost ran to downstairs. An instinctive need of seeing her beautiful face first in the morning was so strong that he couldn't wait. "Shit... Itni der ho gyi... Naina kitchen me hogi...", muttering a curse to himself, he restlessly called her name, as couldn't decide whether to go in kitchen or room or puja room.

"Abhi aayi...", her reply came from room and he moved quicker than a blink.

As soon as she came in sight, he sighed as finally found the breathing air again and quickly wrap his hands around her and almost squeezed her in a backhug, nuzzled in her shoulders but complaint with a cute pout,"Naina... Mujhe chhod ke q aa gyi..."

Naina gasped at strange urgency of his move to wrap her around, but smiled listening to his cute complaint and softly replied leaning against him,"chhod ke kha aayi... Abhi to gayi thi aapko jagane Lekin fr socha ki thodi der Baad jagaungi... Raat Ko bhut der ho gyi thi Naa... Isliye bas ye sab saman lekar aa gyi...",she replied rather explained careressing his hands around her waist.

"Good morning bhi nhi bola...",he sulked again like a kid and said with puffed mouth.

Naina thought for a moment and slowly turned in his embrace and said with a sweet smile,"good morning... "

He looked at her, dressed in a light orange straight cut suit with some red glass embroidery on neck and a red dupatta, the new mangalsutra was gleaming in her neck, his favourite bangles, light lipbalm, kajal and loose braid, she was looking very charming. He tightened his hold with a jerk and her hands came resting on his shoulders. She looked at him with a loud exhale and he was already looking at her changing expressions interestingly. It was the naughty glint of his eyes, the lopsided smirk or whatever but she felt herself colouring in a pink hue. Sameer amusingly looked at her pink cheeks and thought that how she blushed deeply everytime even on a slight touch or look of him, that too after one month of marriage, but it still feel like the first day. He lifted his one hand cupped her face from one side, dipped his head and kissed softly on other cheek and whispered a good morning in her ears and rested his face on her shoulders. His warm breaths fanned her ear and lips touching the earlobe and heart was drumming against hers, she fisted t-shirt on his shoulders and closed her eyes trying to calm her raging breaths. After some moments of silence she collected herself and said softly," aap fresh ho jaiye, Mai coffee lati hu.."

"Nhi coffee nhi... Tum wo apni kadwi green tea hi le aao kuch der me, pehle Mai thodi jogging karunga...",his workout had been left out from last two days, and he wanted atleast a jog.

She nodded and he left to get freshen up and she indulged in her previous work of arranging the gifts and everything properly in cupboard and some extra in bags. She had already kept the jewellery in locker and now arranging the cloths and other things.

"Naina... Aj to...",Sameer stopped for a moment, looked at her, thought for a second and tried to say something, but left in between and left for the garden blinking his eyes in assurance for her questioning eyes. Though he didn't complete and tried to assure her before leaving but she frowned upon whatever he wanted to say. She tried to think and solve the mystery of his deep eyes.

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Her bangles jingled melodiously when she lifted her hand to tuck a loose naughty flick of her hairs behind ears and he looked at her. Sameer looked her at the soft sound of her bangles and now his eyes opened wide and jaw dropped. He was stunned, awestrucked, mesmerised everything. Her baby pink flowing gown had hugged her waist and upper body so nicely that the look made him gulped. Her skin was glowing deep pinkish against the soft colour of gown. The diamond drops of earrings were glistening bright against the sunshine with every move of hers. Her hairs were now opened and adding a dreamy glow in her. She had changed her dress, surprisingly to the most favourite of his choices. He wanted to tell her to change in something special coz it was a special day, but remained quite thinking that she was looking beautiful in every way, but she somehow deciphered his silence and now ready to take his breaths away. Naina giggled in his stunned condition and clicked her fingers before his eyes.

"Naina.. tum... Ye...",he wanted to say something but not in condition to create a sentence. His words died in mouth and came in mere whispers. Though she chuckled first but now his intense gaze and strong reaction made her blush  deeper than her dress. She shivered and a sweet tingle ran down in her spine. He slowly leaned towards her and she took a step back and mumbled,"hum... Hum garden me hai..."

It took him a enormous amount of control to restrict himself to grab and kiss her right now right there. And somehow gathering himself he asked,"ye q... I mean change q Kiya..."

"Q... Aapko acha nhi lga...",she asked in reply.

"Naina... Btao Naa... Achanak se kya hua jo...",he desperately wanted a answer.

"Bas lga ki aap room se aane se pehle yhi kehna chahte the... Ummm, aj special din hai Naa, to shayad isiliye...",she replied recalling the moment when he left after assuring her. After him leaving she frowned, and thought everything, but only his last look before saying kept floating before her eyes and thinking about the special mention of the day she decided to change. And choose the colour he demanded her to wear for the first time and now his reaction enthralled her.

She had left after giving him a lemon honey with lukewarm water saying no need of "kadwi green tea" today atleast.  And he kept wondering that how she knew the exact feeling of his heart. It was not coz she was looking more or less beautiful, it was just because he wanted her to feel it as a special day. He wanted to involve her in the celebration. And that was why he wanted her to get ready if not for him specially then atleast for herself, and she did so. She didn't only understand his feelings but get ready exactly in a way he loved.  He wanted to make her feel special but she ended to make him feel special. He didn't want to ask more about how she understood his heart coz knew that the soul connection was definitely stronger than any other definition of understanding.

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Sameer buttoned the cuffs of his shirt, when she entered in the room. She had  picked a blue and white small checked shirt paired up with a white pants, after confirming him about his schedule. It was like an understanding between them, sometimes he asked her to pick his cloths and sometimes she herself picked after confirming his schedule of course and sometimes he himself picked. It was like a silent way of demanding and exerting their rights on eachother. Sometimes when he didn't wear the jacket or blazer, he himself pulled the collars up and she herself came to righten it. Somehow they both loved these small moments. And today she wanted to pick his cloths and smiling he entered in washroom leaving her with the cupboard.

He looked at her in confusion as she was looking very nervous and continuously fidgeting her fingers. He was thinking to ask but she moved, pulled her bag and pulled out a brown paper bag. He was more confused and about to open his mouth, when she extended her hand and said in a low tone,"ye... Ye aapke liye..."

"Gift... Wow... She has a gift for me... But how... Is this mean she had planned to make the day special... Oh wait, just last night I teased her for a gift, and she is here with a gift.... Should I have said something that I shouldn't...",he immediately started to take ride of his own world when suddenly realised that she was still standing with the gift. He immediately took the packet and a excitement wrapped him instantly. Carefully he opened the bag and found a gift beautifully wrapped in a golden paper. He pulled that out and carefully started to open it, and she was fidgeting and rubbing her hands all this while.

Sameer's eyes widened seeing a sky blue sleeveless hand knitted jacket style sweater. He narrowed his eyes in confusion and tried to recollect when he saw her knitting this, but of course he couldn't.

"Kya hua.. acha nhi lga Naa... Mujhe pta hi tha ki... Lekin maine to soft wala oon hi kharida tha... Haa Lekin aap to sab readymade pehnate hai... Koi baat nhi laiye main rakh deti hu..",she asked, answered, and blurted altogether.

Sameer was listening to her in confusion and pulled his hand back immediately, when she tried to take the sweater back. His fingers was feeling the softness of the wool and he said with more softness,"Aisa nhi hai Naina.... Ye acha hai, aur mujhe pasand bhi aaya... Mai to bas ye soch rha tha ki tumne ye bnaya kab... I mean maine to nhi dekha... Kisi aur se banwaya kya..."

"Nhi ye to maine hi... Lekin ye sach me aapko pasand aaya naa...", her face beamed with a tinge of hope and he nodded a yes. She instantly gleamed and asked like squealing,"sachhi...."

"Haa baba, sachhi... Lekin btao to kab banaya aur maine kaise nhi dekha..",he assured her with a smile but asked curious at its best.

"Ye to maine shadi ke pehle hi bnaya tha..."she blurted in flow and it made him more confused,"shadi ke pehle... Magar kiske liye..."

"Kiske liye kya... Aapke liye, aur kiske liye bnaungi Mai...",she replied softly.

"Naina, you are confusing me... Ache se btao Naa sab...", sameer was so done with all this half information.

"Offoh... Kitne sawal karte hai aap... Maine bnaya tha sweater aapke liye... Ab agar aapko pasand hai to rakh lijiye nhi to dijiye Mai rakh deti hu... Aapke in sawalo me hum dono Ko der ho jayegi...",she replied hurriedly like a typical wife's blabbering.

Sameer was observing her so keenly that instantly knew that she was escaping from answers. For once he thought to ask again, but knew her vulnerabilities about those days and somehow understood that one more question could break the barriers of her tears, so decided to keep silent and slowly pulled on the sweater and said with a sweet smile,"bhut acha hai... Aur mujhe bhut jyada pasand aaya... Ummm, thanks.... Wifey..."

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Naina was looking at him every now and then on the way of her college. She knew that he restraint himself from asking anything more, she knew that he understood that she was hiding something, she knew that it effected him everytime, she understood that he done this for her. "Naina, tu bhi kitni pagal hai.. kal raat unhone tujhe Apne Dil ki har baat bta di, itna kuch Kiya tere liye, aur tune subah subah hi unhe paresan kar diya... Tu janti hai ki ye unhe bilkul pasand nhi, fr bhi har Baar yhi q karti hai... Bta de unko, wo samajh jayenge hamesha ki tarah...", Though she couldn't tell him everything, but now not on peace at all, and someone from her heart was prodding her to tell everything.

On the other side sameer was a little perplexed, coz of course, it effected him but more than anything she mattered to him and that's why he decided to let it go for now, and let her took all the time she wanted.

"Wo sweater maine bnaya tha aapke liye...", without any roleplay she started to say and thinking something he slowed down first and then stopped the car on a side turned to her side and she continued," actually Kamya ne btaya tha ki shadi ke baad apne... Apne... Husband Ko kuch gift dete hai... Isiliye..",he smiled wide first on her hesitancy on husband and then imagining his cute wifey discussing all this with her friend. But nodded a little and she added further coloured a little,"maine bhut socha ki kya lu... Lekin kuch samajh nhi aaya... Paise bhi jyada nhi the, aur kisi se.... Kisi se maang bhi nahi Sakti thi...",her tone went a little lower and he immediately hold her hands squeezing softly. She assured him with a blink,"Mai jab market gyi to socha ki shirt le lungi, Lekin wo bhi bhut expensive the.... Fr jab kuch nhi sujha to socha ki sweater hi bna du..."

Her helplessness was depicting with her every word, and his heart filled with her pain once more. What if they were in a car parked on the side of a busy road, he wanted to and he encased her immediately in his arms. Though she was not in tears, but this hug soothed her, she closed her eyes and let herself soak in his warmth. After sometime, she realised their condition, wanted to pull back, but he tightened his hold and she whispered," please, hum road pr hai..."

"But Naina, tumne ye bnaya kaise... I mean mera measurement... Wo kaise Mila... Aur bnaya tha to itne Dino tak q nhi diya...",some questions were still there in his mind.

"Measurements to, ek baar Mai nanaji ke saath ghar aayi thi to aapki shirt.... Shirt le li thi, I mean chupke se...",she started to tell with great enthusiasm, but her tone went lower, and with closed eyes she coloured a little on mention of her adventurous spirit before marriage. And his eyes widened first and then he laughed loudly imagining her stealthily taking his shirt. "Acha..., waise kaun si shirt... Aur kab li madam ne",he definitely knew how to tease her.

"I think, ab chalna chahiye...",she tried to escape from his teasings.

"Acha ye to bta do ki ab tak q nhi di...",he genuinely wanted to know this.

"Kaise deti... Aapne to itna bada heeron ka haar diya tha.... Aur bhi sab kuch kitna luxurious lga tha... Shadi me jitne gifts aaye the sab kitne kimti aur ache the, fr Mai kaise wo... Socha baad me aapse puchhungi... Lekin aapke kapdo me ek bhi waisa... I mean sab kitne ache wale jackets and all... Mujhe lga ki aapko pasand nhi aayega... Pehli Baar bnaya tha waise hi dar rhi thi ki kaisa bna hoga... Abhi bhi dene ki himmat nahi ho rahi thi lekin fr socha ki agar aapko pasand Naa bhi aaya to atleast aap insult nhi karenge... Itna to samajh gyi hu aapko... ",she tried her best to give words to her every fear.

Her hands were still in his, and slowly lifting her hands he kissed on both palms without moving his eyes from hers and said softly,"mere pass koi aisa sweater nhi hai qki kabhi koi nhi tha jo banata mere liye.... ",She felt a mist in his voice and wanted to ask, but without giving her any chance, he cupped her face and kissed her forehead softly and mumbled, "thanks... Is Rishtey ki garmahat mere life me lane ke liye...", Her eyes got close automatically and she kept her hands on his on her cheeks. "I think ab sach me chalna chahiye, baki ka thanks aram se ghar me bolunga...", He immediately pulled back feeling himself loosing it again.

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Naina blushed to the deepest shade of crimson as the teasings were on its best. As soon as she stepped  in college, loud hootings of her friends puzzled her first and now making her blush hard. She never dressed so much for college, but after marriage it's changed and today she was looking totally different, all this instantly rose a need of teasings.

"Waise Naina, aj Jijaji ne tujhe aane kaise diya...",she looked a little confused to Kamya and she added,"yaar itni hot lag rahi hai..." She was looking for a matching answer, when she again added,"Naina, ek baat bta, Jijaji tujhe sone to bilkul nhi dete honge Naa...", And the poor soul trying to escape but blushed deeply recalling the midnight celebration of last night.

"Uff... Itni laal q ho rahi hai... Kya yaad aa gya.... Abhi agar Jijaji hote Naa to yhi par tujhe...,"Kamya blew a kiss in air causing her eyes widened but then deepening the pink of her cheeks and she closed her fists with a exhale as the feeling of his lips was still afresh. She broke into cold sweat recalling his slow burning kisses of night.

"Naina... Bta Naa please... Jijaji to itne hot hai.. tujhe sone to...",Naina kept her hand on her mouth and dragged her in the class as Kamya was on roll today.

She attended one lecture only, as first lecture already missed and now in the canteen as Kamya wanted to have some refreshments and she took her notes of first lecture. Some of other friends of group was also there with them, and thankfully Kamya was busy with her sandwich and her teasing comments were no where around. They were about to leave when Priya of her class came and asked a little confused,"are Naina, tu yha hai..."

"To aur kha hona tha mujhe...",Naina replied simply.

"Nhi wo bahar tere husband ko car me dekha Naa to, mujhe lga ki tu unke saath hogi... tum dono ka jhagda hua hai kya",Naina was already confused on sudden mention of Sameer and looked annoyingly to the her on her last conclusion.

"Wo ab tak yha q hai...", without giving a heed to answer her, she moved towards the main gate.

"Are Naina, kha tha Naa aj bhut hot lag Rahi hai to Jijaji...",Kamya could find something special in everything and teased her with a wink.

Her frown instantly changed into blush,"chup kar tu...",she tried to silence her.

She almost ran to reach to him soon. She knew he got a little emotional after their talk and now the news of being him here this time was making her tensed. He was in his car silently resting on the back of driving seat. She knocked the window and immediately sat beside and asked a little panic,"aap... Aap thik ho naa... Kya hua hai... Tabiyat to thik hai",she reached out to check the temperature, but he grabbed her hand in middle and said softly to brush away her fears,"Mai thik hu Naina, Don't worry... Wo aj... Aj tumse dur Jane ka dil nhi Kr rha tha, isiliye yha... Tumhara... Wait..."

"To subah hi bta dete...",she sighed a deep breath and said gently but looking at him lovingly.

"Wo tumhari class miss ho jati naa...",he told and she replied instantly,"aapse jyada important to nhi Naa...", She never failed to make him feel special.

"Toh.... Chalein...",he didn't what to say more.

"Bas ek minute apna bag lekar abhi aayi...",she answered and descended to bring her bag.

She quickly take a leave informing Kamya and asking her to take all notes properly, so that she could borrow.

"Dekha maine kha tha Naa, aj Jijaji nhi reh payenge tere bina...",Kamya could never leave a chance.

"Tu Naa dimag ke ghode Kam dauda... Kaam hai kuch isiliye Jaa rahi hu...",she tried to form a story.

"Haa, wo to tera chehra hi bta rha hai...",she was not a kid of course.

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"Hum ghar nhi Jaa rahe...",she asked when he turned the car for main road.

"Nhi... Actually ek special jagah hai... Mere liye... Ummm, wha le jana chahta hu tumko... Chalogi Naa...",he asked softly but leaning at her side and looking in her eyes deeply. And she just nodded with a sweet smile.

But she looked at him a little confused when he crossed the border of Ahmedabad and now traveling in outskirts of city. She wouldn't ask anything but he knew and asked,"Bharosa to hai Naa mujhpe..." She just leaned and rested her head on his arm and he got the answer.

After traveling for almost 35 to 40 minutes, she understood that they were going towards Gandhinagar but why and where was still a mystery. After sometime, they halted in a roadside small hotel and had a nice masala tea with samose. He also bought two water bottles. His every action was confusing her more but she knew that asking something was not needed. And after more 30 minutes they reached.

Naina interestingly saw the apartment. It was a small one bedroom flat but well equipped and furnished. She looked at him questioning and he knew that this was the time of revelation,"Naina, ye mera hi flat hai... Jab kabhi life ki bhaag daud, office ki tensions aur akele rahte rahte thak jata hu, yha aata hu... Thodi Shanti milti hai... " She looked at him startled and thought,"akela... Ye Abhi bhi akela feel karte hai...", She thought but couldn't give words to it but he understood and quickly added,"shadi ke Baad nhi aaya kabhi... AJ bhi... Tumhare saath thoda waqt bitana chahta tha isiliye..."

She didn't what to do or say, but an instinct was prodding, she wanted too and just next moment took some quick steps and hugged him tightly. He startled at first but his hands automatically wrapped around her. And leaning he burried his face in her hairs, when her sweet voice echoed,"mere saath to puri life jini hai... Thoda nhi Sara waqt... Sirf aapka..." He couldn't help but amused thinking how easily she soothed all his loneliness, he wondered how easily she handed over every moment of her life to him and despite to the fact that she had not confessed her love for him, he knew now that he was the only one for him, he knew that somewhere she loved him alot, he understood that she was not understanding her feelings and now knew that he had to be the one to let her understand her feelings. And from every string of his heart, he was very willingly ready to wait for her, even if this wait lasted till the last breath of his life.

They stood like that for sometime, encased and wrapped not only in arms of each other, but warmth of their relationship and their small love bubble.

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"Naina, kuch khaogi...",he asked when they were on bed and she was resting on his chest comfortably. She shook her head in a no but asked immediately, "aapko bhuk lagi hogi Naa... Mai kuch bna deti hu..." and tried to get up.

"Nhi Naina... Yha kitchen ka set up nhi hai... Mai kuch der me pass wale restaurant se manga lunga, don't worry..",he replied hurriedly holding her tight.

Playing with her hairs was as natural as breathing for him, but his soothing gesture and rhythmic heartbeats played like a lullaby for her and she didn't know when she fell asleep. He looked at her lovingly and she was looking like a small kid sleeping on him holding him tight, that he couldn't help but showered some soft kisses on her temple and cheeks.

God knows at what time she opened her eyes, but the dark grey hue outside of windows was telling it late evening. "Itna kaise soyi Mai...",she smacked herself and thought. He was also sleeping beside and she knew how his embrace always worked like magic and she always found her peace in him. "Pta nhi kuch khaya ki nhi...", again a thought came and she became a little restless, thought to ask him but he was sleeping and she didn't want to disturb him. But then thinking something she headed outside, carefully slipping from his arms and a relief sigh seeing the empty silver foil boxes. And also two packets were kept aside packed. Her stomach grumbled and she felt that she was hungry.

After finishing the meal, when she came back in room saw him still sleeping, a naughty thought came in mind and taking a small flick of her hairs she tickled in his ears. He groaned and turned, but she again did that and he whined and itched his ears. Giggling softly she did that again, but this time he was quick enough to grab her hand and pulled her on himself. Her breaths hitched and hairs came in front creating a illusionary curtain around her face. He was still in daze of sleep and here she over him like a dream, he rolled over with her in arms. Now he was over her. She was puzzled and blushed like fresh strawberries, when leaning over her face he started his ministrations. His lips moved like quenching his thirst after a long thisty life and his hands moved on her waist and arms with an strange urgency as if seeking something. She couldn't help but arched her back a little giving him more access when his lips moved on her neck and a soft moan escaped unwillingly when he nibbled the sensitive skin of her shoulders. Her moves or her moan, he didn't understand but something clicked in him he startled. Looking at her closed shivering eyelashes and quivering lips, he knew that he couldn't venture more. He hide his face in the crook of her neck and she hold him tight.

"Naina... Pagal ho jaunga Mai...",he said after sometime, calming his breaths.

She didn't understand and looked at him questioning. And he didn't know what to say else,

"Tay kar Liya hai humne Apne hisse ka fasla...
Ek kadam tum bhi badha kar to dekho.."

He said and she got more confused, "kya..."

"Ek Baar Kah do Naa...",he asked huskily.

His husky voice, the proximity and the assault of some moments back, seemed like she was still in daze and asked again almost whispered,"kya..."

He looked in her eyes deeply and again his passion laced voice evoked some butterflies in her stomach,"I love you Sameer.."

Her face flushed in his sudden demand and the butterflies multiplied by thousands. Seeing her pink face, he smiled and teased now,"bas itna sa... Try karo..."

Her eyes went wide but looking at him understood his teasing and played along,"ye to kabhi nhi ho Sakta..."

"Kya wo q...",he panicked

"Q kya... I love you to shayad bol bhi du... But aapka naam to nhi le Sakti naa...",she tried to make him understand rather than teased him.

"Ohh... Madam, Mai aapke hothon se apna Naam sun ke rahunga... Aapko bolna padega, I LOVE YOU SAMEEEER..." sameer Maheshwari loved the challenges.

She just show her tongue in reply and pushing him aside quickly slipped off the bed.

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"Hum ghar kab jayenge...",she enquired after some more time.

"Kya jarurat hai, yhi nhi rah sakte.... Hamesha...",he was not in mood of returning.

She careressed his hairs as he sat on ground before her legs, resting his head in her lap and she was on the couch. She gasped at first when he suddenly slipped on ground and rested his head in her lap but her hands slipped in his hairs automatically and she careressed.

"Btaiye Naa please...",she prodded.

"Ummm... AJ to nhi jayenge... Kal jayenge...",he answered and she panicked,"kya, kal... But Mai to koi kapde nhi layi... Kal tak kaise rahungi..."

"Relax Naina, kapde hai niche bag me... Mai laya tha...",well he was a good planner.

She got relaxed, but wondered,"from how long he was planning for this all..."  But again something came and her face flushed thinking,"Bhagwanji, pta nhi kya kya pack Kiya hoga... Night suit to thik hai, but undergarments to nhi Dale honge... Uska kya Karungi... Lekin agar Dale honge toh..." Her face coloured some more thinking about various aspects and he asked looking at her,"kya hua... Kya soch Rahi ho...", She came out of her thoughts but didn't know what to answer and slowly replied,"yhi ki yha kya karenge... Khana bhi nhi bnana..."

Though he so wanted to reply "pyar karenge.." but couldn't and smiling on her innocent query gently replied,
"Ummm... Movie dekhenge... Yaad hai Naa last Friday dekhi thi, waise hi..."

The memories of last week came and her waist burned like fire. A chilling tingle ran down in her spine and butterflies fluttered their wings. She inhaled sharply and he enjoyed all the changed colours of her face.

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He ordered for dinner too and after a filling delicious dinner, when she opened the bag to check the cloths, her hands shivered and she blushed like anything seeing a pair of her undergarments packed neatly folded. Mortification took over and her face flushed again.

"Kya hua... Kuch rah gya kya...",he asked seeing her frozen at her place.

"Haa... Nhi... Kuch bhi to nahi... Sab kuch pack kiya hai aapne..",what else she could say.

"Are isme to ek bhi Salman Khan ki movie nhi hai...",they were arguing after sometime over the selection of movies as he brought a number of cassettes.

He grinned cheekily as did this purposely of course. After all how could saw her wife drooling over some other man, what if he was a filmstar.

"Haa to kya hua... Itni sari movies to hai.. koi aur dekh lo..",he replied.

"But mujhe Salman chahiye..",she whined and her words shifted something in him and in a blink of eye he pulled her closer and asked hovering over her,"sharam nhi aati, Apne husband ke saamne hi kisi aur Ko maang Rahi ho... In hotho pe mera Naam hi aayega bas...",he traced her lips and she could sense the triumph in his eyes.

"Aapka naam to jab aayega tab dekhenge, Abhi to Salman Ko dekhna hai...",she played along slipping her hands around his neck.

He raised his eyebrows and understanding her teasing," tumhe to Mai Abhi btata hu..." And rubbed his face on side of her face and his stubble evoked a ticklish sensation, made her giggling hard.

Her giggles mesmerised him and seeing him looking at herself lovingly she closed her eyes as not able to face the fire of his eyes. "Naina... Hasti rha karo, bhut acha lagta hai mujhe...",he softly said moving a little away from her.

"Mohra dekhe...", She asked and he nodded.

The movie was action based mostly, but good romantic numbers and sequences. He looked at her lovingly when Sunil Shetty admired his onscreen wife in na kajre ki Dhar...... "Sach me bhut Sundar ho...",he couldn't hide his feelings from her now. And she pinched him tight seeing him gaping at Raveena on tip tip barsa Pani... "Ab aapko sharam nhi aa Rahi..."she too couldn't hide her puffed mouth and annoyed expressions. Naina scrunched her nose on last action sequence as never liked action based movies.

He again pulled the packet of cassettes and she headed to make coffee as in the evening he arranged for the ingredients and gas stove was already there in flat.

He settled for the Kabhi Haan Kabhi Naa starrer Shahrukh Khan and Suchitra Krishnamurthy.

She laughed loudly on crazy antics of Shahrukh to impress his AANA, and he awestrucked on her melodious jingling like laughter. He couldn't understand that when he leaned and kissed her plump cheek and she too couldn't know from how much time his palm was feeling the silk of her waist. Her breaths hitched when his hands moved upward touching the lace and draw some lazy patterns on her back and he nuzzled her hairs, kissed her shoulders and pulled her closer.  Lots of things going around and she didn't know on what to react first or which sensation resulted of what. She breathed heavily and hide her face in his shoulders like always.

" Kya kahe Dil kitna baichain hai unse pyar jatane ke liye...
Aur wo mujhme hi chhup kar baithe hai khud Ko humse chhupane ke liye...",

His lips were moving over exposed skin of her shoulders and helplessly he mumbled.

She curled up some more tightening her hold around his waist.

The movie was a long forgotten thing once again and neither of them wanted to break the reverie. And slowly he slipped on the bed pulling the blanket over with her in arms. She didn't stop him or felt a need to pulled back coz knew that he wouldn't do anything that he shouldn't and he could very well understand this and knew that come what may but he could never break the trust she laid in him.

"I love you Naina...",he mumbled before closing his eyes.

"I love you too..", someone from her heart answered but she couldn't give voice to her emotions.

Every emotion was mutual now, but one was very much eager to show the restlessness of his heart and other was still trying to understand the newly evoked sensations. One was so willing to make other belong to himself only and other was trying to cope up with the new desires. The nature of Adam and Eve could be different but the destination was same. Naina knew that there was something extreme lies in this relationship but not knew what was it and how it worked. But she trusted him from the core of her heart and knew that he would not only wait but let her understand everything when the time came. And she decided to enjoy every minute with him till that right time came.

A smile came instantly on her face recalling his demand of 'i love you Sameer..' and she shook her head in disbelief. She looked at his strong arms around her shoulders and other palm still rested on her waist beneath top of her night suit and understood that this progress and comfortability was not only the result of his love confession but it was the serene beauty of their trust on each other and warmth of their relationship.

Ahh... I think it's a fairly long chapter for long wait of you all lovely readers.

I realised one thing that writing romance is much more difficult than drama.

Jo couplets likhe hai it was an experiment kind of thing, please marna mat koi... Ummm... feedback de Dena... Please...