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Most of the time It takes me only few free hours to pen down a whole chapter. Because being a married woman I have to do chores in middle of my writing. You all know how it goes when you have scenes in your head but you are having no good break to grab your device and pen down your imaginations. On that note, therefore, have some heart before you read and walk away my account.
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Avni
"I giggled, put some cream on his nose and he rubs wiping that spot over my...
hell...
He rubs his face over my breast. Up and down, side by side...my mouth gasps open, heart stopped. I felt a shiver ran through my whole form by the movements he caused to that overly sensitive part of my body. "
Avi!
Avni!
I winched breaking my evocative state I'm lately captivated in a page reading an erotic bestseller novel.
I heard Mom's shriek from downstairs calling me. This is the second time interruption I got reading this particular chapter. First from a patient having some difficulties with a particular medine and I ended the call suggesting some other one through texting him the spelling he was getting trouble to hear it over call.
Yep I'm reading a book in kindle. An erotic thriller by an Indian Novelist Bonnie D. Suggested by a doctor friend of mine in L.A. ( Loss Angeles) She got married and settled there when she and her husband they both were final year students. Her name is Kara. I met kara in a conference in California few years back. And instantly we clicked and exchanged numbers. . Her both parents are Scientists, her Dad is Indian, and Mom is native there.
Being a best pals we are, I have gradually come to know kara is a huge fan of fictions. Her pass time is reading books in kindle as well as real books. The moment she came across this book she almost pestered me to read so that we could discuss on it. She and her weird reasons. I can't help but rolled my eyes at the moment she said this to me. And now ask me about the worst part. The book is actually too much of riveting. I'm engrossed in it from past three days. Well, It took away my nights.
Yanking the Kindle down my grip I put it on the mattress before I hurriedly climbed off my bed and skittered out of my room to give a ear to my mom's call at this hour. It's11 in the night.
The trace of any smile absolutely disappeared my facade the second my eyes caught Mom's panicked face. My flummoxed gaze fleeted to Dad on the other side talking over some calls all stressed out, then back to my Mom. My breath caught my chest, fists tightened around the balustrade I'm leaning toward.
Before I could ask her the reason Mamma blurted out "Avi. Kakai got a cerebral. Jhum informed" for some seconds I got numb standing at my spot. What!
Jhum is my cousin. Kakai her father, my Uncle. Dad's younger brother.
"Ki bolcho! Kakhon?" A frightful yelp gasped out my throat and immediately gaining back my normalcy when brusquely scurried down the stairs reaching my parents over there who are all frantic by now.
( Translation-what are you saying! When?)
*
Maa and Dadda took the first flight and flew to Kolkata this morning. Kakai is in ICU. An hour ago I talked to Tuk, my cousin brother the twin of Jhum. My parents are about to reach, I got the text from Dad while having my breakfast.
It's 9 am in the morning, my car on the driveway towards Heart Beat. After giving a round to my Dad's patients in their wards I would be attaining mine. The day is going to be long today.
*
As I told it's growing much packed up. I didn't get much time to have my lunch and in replacement I just had two cup of coffee, some cookies as covering up. That's why I guess gas formed in my intestine and it came up with a throbbing headache. I let out a light sympathetic chukle on my own irresponsible act. Being a doctor it's me who suggest my patients not to skip meal no matter how much work load they get into sometimes.
And here I'm with all my knowledge, yet simultaneously ignoring them.
"You didn't have lunch yet? What the hell you did!" I heard a pesky voluminous voice grabbed my attention as soon as I answered the knock on my door. My door swung opened then closed. That big form of a man appeared across my desk other side leaning to it. His large hands over my desk either side supporting his heavy upper form. I looked up away my phone I was scrolling. Finally I have got a little break in between my hectic hours.
"It's okay. I have ordered rice and dal from canteen. I'll be fine" I replied with my most sweetest smile which mostly works on people who pull some redundant concern about me in situations like this. Doing some stretchings being in that sitting position and letting out a big frazzled sigh few minutes before he has come I had grabbed the device unlocking it.
"How long it's left for you?" He totally ignored my smile and pulled his leaning stance away and crossed his arms in a manner confrontational instead and I pouted. How could my tactics fail?
"An hour more or less" sighing out another worn out breath, my eyes back to my phone screen.
"Fine I'm driving you home today" his authoritative voice caused me flinch inside but I fought not to show him that. Okay I'm grumpy now.
"Not it's fine. I'll be fine" I meekly said. A small try you know.
"Shut up and end it fast." And he walked out of my cabin not sparing me a single chance to state an word on my turn, with his authoritative demeanor swirling his ph in one hand and other one shoving in his jeans pocket. He is so bossy. He should be some multinational business head instead of being a doctor. I swear it will suit him the most.
Whilst my lips curved a smile at the way he departed. He is really a caring soul.
I always keep my finger crossed over this topic_lets pray he like Juhi back the way she does.
I loved that Shivay tattoo in his left arm. Kind of hot he is looking more than before after having that red highlighted Shivaya on his left shoulder. Juhi was super excited to see it before I sent her the picture I secretly clicked when Ayan was busy the other day, in plantation sitting in his balcony wearing a brown vest.
Stretching my legs on his coffee table I took some pictures of his side profile. His arm on display towards me. And he noticed but ignored not letting me get any idea that he caught me. But he did I know. Because a little smile payed on his lips reaching his eyes as well I saw, but he immediately masked it up as if his all concentration is on digging the soil into different shapes of those colourful ceramic pots he has gathered for his plantation craze.
I didn't missed a single one forwarding them all to Juhi.
It's been a week Neil went to their Hyderabad office to have a visit, some emergency arrived there. And due to that reason the Griha Prabesh pooja got postponed for the next month which had been held this weekend.
And that Sunday I have nothing to do much other than be super bored rolling over my bed with some megazine or growing my cornea tired on watching some Netflix series. Ergo I immediately straightened off and rather did plan to have a drive and next hour I stopped by at Ayan's place around 4pm.
And as much as I had foreseen the fact, it was indeed a great idea. We had a great hour together in his apartment. Did some videos calls with Di and Jiju, discussed on some random medical journals and then around 5:30 in the evening we went for grocery shopping as he said he is running out of few items and then Ayan dropped me in a cafe five minutes drive away the super market. Where I met Aman and we have a chat and ice cream like our old days we used to spend our weekends, all four of us in some ice cream parlor near by our house.
I told Aman how his brother is behaving grumpy since last few days and then we laughed out hard earning few disapproval glares sending the idea we are not at home but in a place where we should maintain some etiquette. Our guffaws slowed down immediately plastering a meek facade. Aman cleared his throat faking a civil countenance before we continue our chat and savouring the big bucket of sundae we have ordered. I couldn't help but bit a giggle looking at him fighting to pull a solemn facade.
That's how we go all garrulous and end up disturbing people's peace of mind around us.
Obviously there is no way you can put a serious face when you are out with Aman. Absolutely not.
*
Ayan pulled at our parking lot around seven in the evening. Yes I finally got to call off the day.
I climbed off my the passenger seat followed by Ayan. I heard he locked the vehicle, his steps behind me. Is he coming in!
"It's okay you don't need to worry about me" I stopped at the threshold, turned my head to look over my shoulder and flashed him a small reassuring smile. The throbbing in my head has lessened by the med I took after having my late lunch. But some part of it is still there at the left side of my eyes over the forehead.
"Nope it's fine" he replied, reached me before I rang the doorbell.
The house help took my bag and I asked her to get a cup of coffee and some snacks for Ayan which he denied the next part and node yes for coffee.
And then when I left for my room to freshen up leaving him in hall. I heard him put on the television before settling on couch facing the screen. I don't know why he sometimes act so much like some elder one who have to take care of me. C'mon I'm not a kid I can stay alone. Though it's a first time I'm in home all alone. But it doesn't mean there is something to worry about. A few feet away is Khanna Mansion, anytime I can rush to their house or call out for Sweta Mom if I feel like lonely and Meenu our house help will be there as well.
What the use of fretting over?
I let out a sigh picturing Aman being so nerve-racking in my head before I existed the washroom changing in my favourite lemon yellow pj. Around noon I called Dadda to know the situation there. Kakai is stable now. Doctors will keep him a couple of days under observation. It was a mild attack but could have been severe if he haven't gotten admitted on time before anything more serious could happen. Dad has booked the flight a day after tomorrow. The Next day he has few surgeries to be performed. Didu will be here by tomorrow evening. The very day our parents will be back to our hometown that evening Didu and Jiju is flying back to their home.
"Come sit" Ayan looked up putting the empty mug down on the centre table. He has ended it.
His voice pleasantly polite, soothed my ears as soon as I reached the hall and the couch he is sitting on. I took the seat beside him. And instantly I felt his hand over my head and his fingers started messaging the spot. I taken aback by this sudden yet sweet gesture of him. My eyes blinked few times before they got closed by their own accords the second my nerves got the palliative effects his hand movements leaving on that spot. I couldn't help but few moans let out my throat, my body went to some relaxing mode a mild of a smile crept around my lips. My head resting against the headrest. His fingers really doing magic to that remaining, faint pain which is now started to vanish totally I guess.
But that piece of state didn't last long instead it hit me this time much harder than I have had at this noon. When the only person I ever expected this hour has barged in my house through the main door and I jumped off the couch and Ayan's hand yanked off my forehead by my sudden jolt of a movement.
And our eyes met. My apprehensive one with his pair of shocked, then perplexed, then hardening.
If eyes could have strangled someone then Ayan would have been dead by now. With my peripheral vision I sensed Ayan taking his own callous time rising off his seat. How could he act so unfazed when I'm dying in premonition here every second.
His gaze holding animosity deflected from me to Ayan.
God knows why I'm getting this clammy all of a sudden.
I didn't know Neil will be back this evening. He didn't say me.
Yes the man in front of us in all clenching his jaw, gaze vivid is no one else but Neil.
He definitely did plan a surprise. And see how you gave him instead. That traitor voice in my head spat venom and I know what a big time mess I have put myself into.
Hollybubbles why I'm acting like he caught me red-handed with another guy? God, no I'm not cheating on him.
What do I do now?
Biting my lips with my frantic form I looked back and forth between those two men in some gaping contest, under my berserk chest. By then my body taut, throat dried up. I felt elusive in breathing, nothing came out my mouth in clarification of the situation.
And then the last nail hit me vigorously at this point. Did he hear me moaned?
Oh god say no. Please.
I can feel that someone getting panic attack.
And it's me. Period.
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How long has this been goin' on?
You been creepin' 'round on me
While you're callin' me "baby"
How long has this been goin' on?
You've been actin' so shady (shady)
I've been feelin' it lately, baby
Ooo-oh (yeah)
Ooo-oh (encore)
Oooh-ooh-oh
I'll admit (I'll admit), it's my fault (my fault), but you gotta believe me
When I say it only happened once, mmh
I try (I try), and I try (I try), but you'll never see that
You're the only I wanna love, oh, yeah....
I don't know why I'm singing this song and doing some moves.
Whilst I have been taught "you shouldn't laugh at someone's misery"😝
Thanks for your precious time you have given it to this book.
Love MoN ❣️