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He raised his eyebrows and asked, “What…” She still hesitated to voice and fumbled, “I… I need help.” She refrained from saying anything further and simply moved her tresses to the front and turned around, drawing his attention to her back. Atharva’s face instantly changed and he went and stood behind her, in front of the mirror as he gently put his arms around her waist, making her senses tingle when he mentioned softly, his voice muffled against her hair, “You look stunning today Shru. I loved the way you look in this sari.”
She rolled her eyes and commented, “Thank god I don’t have to wear it often. It’s not my cup of tea. I don’t….”

She stopped mid sentence, forgetting what she was going to utter as she felt his hands go around her waist and as if that was not enough, touched her navel, which made her draw in a sharp breath. This man had the ability to send her in another zone, by merely touching her. While his hands worked a magic of their own, his lips decided to torment her in another way, gliding along the nape of her neck. She was completely in the throes by now, waiting for him to seduce her. He obliged by opening one button at a time, and showered soft kisses on every inch that was exposed. She moaned his name as the sensations gripped her and held tightly on his hands. It reminded her of a similar episode a couple of months back, during ganpati, when it had been difficult for both to curb their desires. Atharva too remembered about it and confessed, “I had a tough time back then Shru. It was only bappa’s presence that had brought me back to my senses. Otherwise…” he trailed, leaving it to her imagination.
She returned, “Oye despo! Otherwise jaise I didn’t have any say. You think I would have allowed you?”
He smirked confidently, “I know how to seduce you.”
She looked into the mirror and responded with her eyebrows raised, “You do?”
Their gaze met in the mirror and as if to prove himself, he showed her just what he was capable of. They indulged themselves, giving in to the passion that was building up within and lay spent, cuddled and drifted into a slumber.

Rhea visited not too frequently and never for an overnight stay, considering that she stayed in the same vicinity. However, whenever she did, Preksha would definitely show her superiority and the fact that she knew more about the house and family amongst the three of them. This made Shruti cringe, as she knew how uncomfortable and unwelcoming it felt. On one such occasion, she had come home as some guests had been invited. Minish had also come home and the duo were chatting with each other, unaware that Shruti was just near the door, and unintentionally eavesdropped while they were talking to each other.

Minish said out of desperation, “Kya Rhea. You never stay back. Aaj toh ruk jaati? It’s late already.”
Rhea refused saying, “No ways, I won’t feel comfortable. And how does it matter if it’s late? Mujhe kaunsa lamba travel karna hai?”
He sighed, “I envy Atharva you know. He has really enjoyed his courtship period with bhabhi. She used to stay here for so many days and never complained.”
She shrugged, “Tera bad luck that I stay nearby. And for that matter, where will I sleep?”
He asked hopefully, “Will you stay?”
She said exasperatedly, “Mere Manju. When Shruti bhabhi used to stay back, there were three of you in the room and that’s why it wasn’t a problem. Now that they are married, it’s only you.”
Minish then realised and said in a despairing tone, “Kya yaar. Saari ummeedo par paani pher diya.” Rhea chuckled at this and Shruti couldn’t control herself as well. She felt it was not correct to eavesdrop but the conversation was too cute for her to resist.

Shruti moved away giving them their space and wondered where did almost an entire year fly by. She gazed at her room, as all came in front of her eyes; their first meet in this very room, her initial reluctance, the misunderstanding, their gud dhana, their holding hands, their first kiss, their engagement, her card, his worry about her travelling by train, his tension, her support, his surprise visit to Lonavala, her ganpati visit, her first Diwali, their so called valentine celebration, their wedding, their first night and finally their mini honeymoon.

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