Chapter 7 Two strangers, tied in a bond, trying to find a way, to love.
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ANAAYA X HASSAN
Anaaya thought she was simply dreaming for a moment as she heard soft snores from her right.
So Mr perfect snored at night? Great. She would have to buy earplugs now. She couldn't sleep much the whole night. It felt awkward for her. To sleep in a bed that didn't feel like hers, beside a man she didn't know.
A man she desperately wanted to know. She thought about the kiss they shared last night. Or kisses, ofcourse.
Hassan had started from her forehead, a simple kiss there, just to make her feel comfortable. She had kissed his cheek then, silently telling him that she wasn't nervous or scared or uncomfortable because of him.
He had planted a kiss on the side of her neck. She had giggled. So Hassan came to know she was ticklish.
It wasn't awkward at that time, it was sweet. Funny even. It only turned awkward when slowly and gradually they leaned in to kiss each other on the lips.
