*He finally went to take bath and she closed the door as precaution*

*Many thoughts crossed his mind, similar to hers. About how they were too shy in the beginning of the day, how they got courage to overcome that, how the evening has turned out, how so many first's happened in a single day and he too wondered about the many more first's going to happen tonight*

*He had decided tonight is the night*

*The night of first love.
The night of mining treasures.
The night of ecstacy.
The night of discovery.
The night of shyness.
The night of pleasure and pain.
The night of happiness and joy.
The night of fulfilling bodily desires.
The night of ultimate expression of love*

*He didn't ask her. There is no need to ask, he knew it by instinct. And her eyes are in full support for his decision. He even sensed that she decided the same and this stop by her is only temporary. Though he couldn't guess why, he is sure that she is ready for the night*

*As the shower cooled his body which was heated with that small act, thoughts about why she stopped him are racing in his mind. May be she is planning something special for him. He don't know why he feels so, but he is sure that she is upto something just with her looks and actions. He recalled the entire scene in search for her clues. Any expression.. a look, a smile or a frown can help him guess her thought*

*He thought so much and suddenly her 0.1 second frown when he touched her cheek crossed his mind. He is damn sure that she is not unhappy with that touch. May be.. May be.. She expected more? And he settled with less? Could that be the reason? He thought for some more seconds and the reaction when she stopped him gave another clue. Its not a smile. Its a grin. A sheepish grin. And the place where she stopped him. The orange peels. Uhh.. He got it now and laughed at himself for not seeing things which are right in front of his eyes*

*She wants some special treatment for her orange peels. Just a trace is not enough. He should probably eat it. Drink the juice it contains. Just this thought gave him chills. The taste of orange peel, its juicy texture, the pleasure its gonna give them and hmmm😋. He stopped the thoughts immediately. He don't want 2 scenes of imagination and reality. When reality is about to happen, he needn't imagine.*

*He bathed super quick, but made sure he is clean and doesn't smell bad for her. He is happy that she stopped him so that he got some time to fresh up for her. Tonight is special and he can't afford to have some body odours. Though she may enjoy it, he don't want to do that. So bathed twice and ran out of the shower to her*