Falling in love

38 | SEMINAR

I've met him twice before because of Dad's business parties.

After shaking hands, he leaves. I spoke to a few of my classmates and professors for some time before leaving the conference hall.

Neel stops me "Bro coach wants to meet us for a moment in his office"

"Why?" Sid frowns

Neel simply shrugs "Didn't say anything"

We start walking towards his office which is in the same block as the gym is. That block is mostly for the extracurricular, like the indoor pool is in that block, the rooms for the clubs and the gym etc.

"You know that guy was saying.." Sid was saying as we reached near his office when I also could hear some song playing. It seemed oddly familiar. I couldn't actually hear properly what the song is but my gut knew where I've heard this previously.

"Rey, are you coming?" Sid asked while standing in front of the office door.

"Actually I'll be there in a moment, you guys carry on"

They nod before entering inside his office. Meanwhile I look around but I don't find anyone. I try to focus more carefully. I realize the music is playing in a room on the first floor which is right above the office and the windows are open.

I start making my way upstairs and once I do, I find the door ajar letting some sound outside. I go nearer to the room and I silently push the door a little more to be able to see better.

I see her wearing a white kurti with high slit on the sides, everytime she raises her hands or streches her body, it lifts up and I can see parts of bare waist. It fits her so perfectly, defining her lean body. She is dancing gracefully to the song Afreen. It is one of her favorite songs to dance on.

A smile automatically creeps on my face. It's not everyday I get to see her dance like this. Her body moves perfectly like the rise and fall of the ocean waves. With each step, the sound of ghungroos on her slender legs matches the rhythm of the song.

Her face glows with an mesmerizing smile. She looks tranquil, so serene that I want to just keep her away from everyone, from every bad, evil thing in the world. I want her for myself. All of her.

She sways her hips with so much grace, and so sensuously that I feel my pants tighten near my crotch. She then starts doing several twirls and before I know it, I'm walking towards her.

Her eyes seem to be closed and only when stands still, do I move closer to her. Placing my hands on her waist, I stand a little behind just to give her some space. This action makes her stiffen and her eyes open at the speed of lightning.

My eyes clash with hers through the mirror in front, I can see her chest rising and falling as she heavily breathes.

"Reyhaan" She whispers as if not believing my presence. Hearing her say my name like that makes me step forward, pressing my front body to her back.

She looks at me with deep pools of emotions including lust and desire. This only gives me more confidence. I know that she is as turned on as I am.

Just like a lucky timing, the song ends and a new one starts playing, which turns out to be a rather romantic song. As it plays, the air around us only thickens and the anticipation only grows.

My hands slowly move upwards her hands as I lean on her shoulder, while maintaining eye contact. I feel her shiver making me smirk in satisfaction. I then spin her around, so she was facing me and as if on cue our hands intervened together.

She fits so perfectly with me, whether it be our hands intervened together or my hands on her waist or just anywhere. It is as if God made her just for me.