The Ruined Rainbow

CHAPTER 49

"Can we go now? I don't want to be thrown out of work, the second day itself!" I said, alarmed by the sudden thought.

"Sure, sweetheart, " he teased, giving away that handsome smirk yet again.

"Sahil!" I denounced, getting away from the bed, removing the loose hair band from my messy hair. Taking back all strands and putting them into a big bun, I walked towards the kitchen.

"You'll have coffee?" Sahil asked, entering behind me.

"I will. " I affirmed, "Shall I?"

He nodded.

I took a packet of milk from the fridge and put it to boil. Taking coffee powder from the box, I do the needful while Sahil did nothing in particular. He took out a spoon and began hitting random vessels, bringing out this irritating sound.

"Sahil! It's irritating!" I whined, watching over the milk boiling.

"Okay, " he dropped the spoon with a clunk.

And suddenly, I feel my curls falling back on my shoulder. I touch the big bun, to see it's long unravelled

"Sahil!" I exclaimed and turned to see the devil, smirking with my rubber band.

"Give it back!"

But when has the devil listened to my words?

Sighing and wildly fantasising dropping the hot coffee on his head, I turn away from him, determinedly, focusing all my attention to the milk and my amazing fantasising skills.

And then, I feel my shoulder-length hair, get shifted towards my left shoulder. Before I could get any time to react, I felt hot breath near my ear.
And soon, the tender touch of his lips down the earlobe. I froze in my position, my eyes more comprehensive than ever. 

Smirking slightly, because of my sudden reaction, he moved the lips slower and more steadier towards the neck, planting hot and warm kisses on his way, burning harder.

"Sahil" I managed to breathe, and I felt him smirk in my neck. 

He ran a hand through my hairs, and the other slid down my waist, pulling me closer to his hard muscular body.

My breath hitched in my throat when he managed to remain at the same spot for more than a few seconds, and I felt a small tremor arising in my body, signalling that the little fire in my heart has ignited once again.

"Milk, " I managed to whimper, and Sahil smirked, and teased by not moving away for a few more seconds.

Finally, he stepped back, happily satisfied with the effect he had on me and got his intended impression. Generously, he left the room, making sure to pick the spoon and ring all the vessels available on the counter.

Jerk!

I don't even know why I am smiling. The smile just refuses to drop by, and I am not sure why I am not able to be angry with Sahil.

Maybe, because you're happy, my brain remarked.

Well-spotted, I replied, sarcastically back to my brain.

After pouring milk in the two cups, I keep them on the counter, and then that smile arises again, and I feel my cheeks getting warmer.

'You're not supposed to look happy in front of him, Ayesha!' I mind screamed,