Reethu pulled back slightly, her hands resting on Shubman's chest as she gazed up at him with a soft smile. "Do you have a practice session today?" she asked, her voice laced with curiosity.
Shubman nodded, brushing a stray lock of hair away from her face with gentle fingers. "Yeah, I have a training session this morning," he replied, his tone regretful. "But I'll be back before you know it."
Reethu nodded understandingly, though a hint of disappointment flickered in her eyes. "That's okay," she said, her voice tinged with a touch of sadness. "I'll keep myself busy while you're gone."
Shubman leaned down to press a tender kiss to her forehead, his lips lingering against her skin. "I wish I could stay," he murmured, his voice filled with longing. "But duty calls."
Reethu smiled up at him, her eyes sparkling with affection. "I know," she replied, her tone gentle. "Go do what you love, Shubman. I'll be here when you get back."
With one last lingering kiss, Shubman reluctantly tore himself away from Reethu's embrace, his heart heavy with the knowledge that he had to leave her side. After freshening up and having breakfast, as he headed out the door, his mind was filled with thoughts of her, his love for her burning brighter than ever before.
Meanwhile, Reethu busied herself with the task of unpacking a few boxes, the soothing hum of the music providing a comforting backdrop to her thoughts. As she moved about, her mind wandered back to the events of the previous day, a smile playing at the corners of her lips.
She couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder at the way her life had changed since meeting Shubman. From the moment they had first locked eyes, she had known that he was someone special, someone who would forever hold a piece of her heart.
And now, as they embarked on this new chapter of their lives together, she felt a surge of gratitude for the love they shared, a love that had only grown stronger with each passing day.
Meanwhile, as Shubman made his way to the stadium for practice, his mind was filled with a whirlwind of emotions. Today marked his first day as a married man, and the significance of the occasion weighed heavily on his heart.
Arriving at the stadium, he was greeted by the familiar sight of his teammates and friends gathered on the field, their faces alight with camaraderie and excitement. Ishan, KL Rahul, Hardik, Shreyas, Virat, and Rohit were already engaged in a lively discussion, their laughter ringing out across the field.
"Hey, look who decided to join us!" Ishan exclaimed, flashing Shubman a grin as he approached. "First day as a married man, huh? How does it feel?"
Shubman returned Ishan's grin, though a hint of nervousness lingered in his expression. "Feels surreal, to be honest," he admitted, running a hand through his hair. "But I'm excited to get back to training."
Shreyas clapped him on the back, a mischievous twinkle in his eye. "Well, well, married life suits you, Shubman," he teased, earning a chuckle from the others.
Shubman laughed along with them, grateful for the lighthearted banter that helped ease his nerves. Despite the significance of the day, he knew that he could always count on his friends to lift his spirits and keep him grounded.
KL Rahul joined in on the teasing, nudging Shubman playfully. "I have to say, Shubman, you're more dedicated to cricket than I thought," he teased, earning a round of laughter from the group.
Shubman rolled his eyes good-naturedly, though a part of him couldn't help but feel touched by his friends' camaraderie. "You know me, always committed to the game," he replied, a hint of pride in his voice.
Hardik chimed in, a smirk playing on his lips. "Well, if you're half as committed to your marriage as you are to cricket, Reethu's a lucky woman," he remarked, earning a chorus of laughter from the group.
Shubman's cheeks flushed with embarrassment at Hardik's comment, though he couldn't deny the truth in his words. "I'll make sure to remind her of that," he replied with a chuckle, his heart swelling with love for his wife.
The teasing continued as they warmed up, with Shubman's friends not letting up on the opportunity to rib him about his recent nuptials.
"Hey Shubman, you sure you're not too tired from all that dancing last night to run a few laps?" Rohit joked, a grin spreading across his face as he glanced at Shubman.
Shubman chuckled, shaking his head. "I may be a married man now, but I can still keep up with you guys," he retorted, a competitive glint in his eye.
Virat, always one to join in on the fun, couldn't resist adding his own quip. "Just wait till you're a few years into married life, Shubman. You'll be begging for a day off from practice," he teased, earning a round of laughter from the group.
Shubman shot Virat a playful glare, though he couldn't help but laugh along with the others. "I'll make sure to remember that," he replied, his tone tinged with amusement.
As they transitioned into their practice drills, Shubman's friends continued to find playful ways to tease him about his newfound status as a married man.
Ishan, with a mischievous glint in his eye, couldn't resist making a sly remark. "Hey Shubman, now that you're hitched, does that mean you'll be too distracted thinking about your wife to focus on your batting?" he jested, a smirk playing on his lips.
Shubman chuckled, shaking his head at Ishan's antics. "I'll have you know, marriage has only made me more determined to excel on the field," he replied, a hint of determination in his voice.
Hardik, always quick with a witty comeback, couldn't resist adding to the banter. "Just don't forget to give your wife a shoutout during your next post-match interview, Shubman. You know, thank her for all the support and whatnot," he teased, earning a round of laughter from the group.
Shubman laughed along with them, though a part of him couldn't help but feel a swell of pride at the thought of acknowledging Reethu's role in his life, both on and off the field.
As practice continued, Shubman's friends found even more creative ways to tease him, each remark adding to the light-hearted atmosphere on the field.
Kl Rahul, with a playful smirk, decided to add his own twist to the banter. "So, Shubman, any chance we'll be seeing Reethu cheering you on from the stands at the next match?" he asked, winking at his friend.
Shubman grinned in response, his eyes lighting up at the thought of having Reethu's support in the crowd. "You never know, KL. She might just surprise us all," he replied, a hint of excitement in his voice.
Virat, always one to jump into the fray, couldn't resist joining in on the teasing. "Well, I hope you're ready to share the spotlight, Shubman. With a wife as beautiful as Reethu, you might find yourself losing to her fan club," he joked, earning a chorus of laughter from the group.
"So, Shubman, any secret marital advice you want to share with us?" Shreyas quipped, a mischievous grin spreading across his face as he glanced at Shubman.
Shubman chuckled, shaking his head at his antics. "Well, for starters, always make sure to listen to your wife," he replied with a grin, knowing that his teammates would appreciate the lighthearted humor.
Ishan, ever the prankster, jumped in with his own joke. "And don't forget the golden rule—happy wife, happy life," he added, eliciting laughter from the group as they continued with their drills.
As the sun dipped below the horizon and the practice session drew to a close, Shubman couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction wash over him. Despite the playful ribbing from his friends, he knew that their support and camaraderie were invaluable, both on and off the field.
As they made their way off the pitch, Shubman exchanged smiles and fist bumps with his teammates, grateful for the bonds of friendship that bound them together.
As Shubman approached their home, he couldn't shake off the excitement bubbling within him. The day had been filled with camaraderie and friendly banter on the field, but now, returning to the warmth of his home and the arms of his beloved wife, he felt a surge of anticipation.
With a soft click, Shubman unlocked the door, stepping inside with a sense of ease that only came from being in familiar surroundings. The air was filled with the comforting scent of home-cooked meals and the soft glow of ambient lighting, casting a warm and inviting aura over the space.
Just as Shubman dropped his gear by the doorway, he heard the sound of footsteps approaching. Before he could react, Reethu appeared before him her lips curved into a playful smile.
Without a word, Shubman scooped Reethu up in his arms, relishing the weight of her body against his. She wrapped her legs around his waist instinctively, her hands finding their way to the back of his neck as she melted into his embrace.
Their lips met in a passionate kiss, igniting a firestorm of desire that threatened to consume them both. At that moment, there was no one else in the world but the two of them lost in the intoxicating bliss of their love.
As their kiss deepened, Shubman felt a surge of emotions coursing through him, overwhelming in their intensity. He held Reethu close, savoring the taste of her lips against his, the softness of her touch setting his heart ablaze.
"Welcome home, Mr. Gill," Reethu murmured against his lips, her voice a melodic symphony of love and longing.
Shubman pulled back slightly, his forehead resting against hers as he gazed into her eyes, his own filled with adoration. "I missed you, Mrs. Gill," he whispered, his voice husky with desire.
Reethu smiled, a radiant glow illuminating her features as she tightened her hold around him. "I missed you too, my love," she replied, her voice soft and tender.
With a sense of contentment settling over them, Shubman carried Reethu further into their home, the echoes of their laughter mingling with the warmth of their embrace.
As they made their way further into their home, Shubman gently lowered Reethu onto the plush sofa, their bodies still entwined in a tender embrace. The soft glow of the lamp bathed them in a warm, golden light, casting a romantic aura over the room.
Reethu's laughter filled the air as she playfully tousled Shubman's hair, her eyes dancing with mischief. "You're such a romantic, Shubman," she teased, her voice filled with affection.
Shubman grinned, his heart swelling with love for the woman before him. "Only for you, my dear," he replied, his voice laced with playful charm as he brushed a stray lock of hair away from her face.
Leaning in close, Shubman captured Reethu's lips in another tender kiss, his hands gently caressing her cheeks. Time seemed to stand still as they lost themselves in the sweetness of the moment, their love radiating like a beacon of light in the darkness.
Breaking the kiss, Shubman pressed his forehead against Reethu's, his breath mingling with hers in the intimate space between them. "I can't believe I get to call you my wife," he murmured, his voice filled with awe and gratitude.
Reethu smiled, her heart overflowing with happiness. "And I can't believe I get to call you my husband," she whispered, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears of joy.
As they lingered in the warmth of their embrace, Shubman's gaze softened as he looked into Reethu's eyes, a smile playing on his lips. "What do you say we make the most of this evening, Mrs. Gill?" he asked, his voice filled with anticipation.
Reethu's eyes sparkled with excitement as she considered his suggestion. "I think that sounds like a wonderful idea, Mr. Gill," she replied, her voice tinged with enthusiasm. "What did you have in mind?"
Shubman's mind raced with possibilities as he contemplated their evening together. "Well, it's only 6 p.m.," he mused aloud, his brow furrowing slightly as he thought. "How about we start with a romantic dinner at that new Italian restaurant we've been meaning to try?"
Reethu's face lit up at the suggestion, her smile widening into a grin. "I love that idea," she exclaimed, her eyes shining with excitement. "And then maybe we could go for a leisurely drive afterwards, just the two of us?"
Shubman nodded in agreement, his heart swelling with love for the woman before him. "That sounds perfect," he replied, his voice filled with warmth. "It'll be just you, me, and the open road."
With their plans for the evening set, Shubman and Reethu shared a tender kiss, their love filling the room with a sense of joy and contentment. In their bedroom, Reethu stood before the full-length mirror, her reflection adorned in the delicate ensemble she had chosen for the evening. She slipped into a knee-length black dress, its sleek silhouette accentuating her curves with elegance. The dress boasted intricate lace detailing along the neckline and hem, adding a touch of sophistication to her ensemble.
As she adjusted the straps of her dress, Reethu couldn't help but admire herself in the mirror, a smile gracing her lips. She felt a surge of confidence knowing that she would be stepping out with Shubman by her side, their love radiating like a beacon of light wherever they went.
Meanwhile, in the adjoining bathroom, Shubman stood before the sink, splashing his face with cool water. He ran a hand through his hair, tousling the dark locks into place before reaching for his favorite cologne. With practiced precision, he sprayed a few spritzes, reveling in the familiar scent that never failed to make him feel confident and refreshed.
Turning his attention to his wardrobe, Shubman selected a crisp white shirt and a pair of tailored trousers, opting for a classic yet stylish look for the evening. He finished off his ensemble with a sleek leather belt and a pair of polished shoes, ensuring that he looked his absolute best for his night out with Reethu.
As they finished getting ready, he wrapped his arm around her waist from behind making Reethu's heart skip a beat as she took in Shubman's dashing appearance, her gaze lingering on the way his shirt hugged his muscular frame through the reflection.
"You look absolutely stunning, Reethu," Shubman murmured, his eyes filled with admiration as he pulled away before he reached out to gently brush a stray strand of hair from her face.
Reethu blushed at his compliment, feeling a rush of warmth spread through her at his touch. "And you, Shubman, you look incredibly handsome," she replied, her voice soft with affection.
With a final glance in the mirror to ensure they were both picture-perfect, Shubman and Reethu made their way towards the door, hand in hand, their hearts beating in perfect sync.
As they descended the stairs, Shubman couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement coursing through him. He glanced over at Reethu, her radiant smile lighting up the room, and felt a rush of love wash over him.
"Ready to take on the town, Mrs. Gill?" he asked, his voice filled with playful charm as they reached the bottom of the stairs.
Reethu grinned, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. "Absolutely, Mr. Gill," she replied, her tone mirroring his playful demeanor. "But first, let's make a quick stop in the living room. I want to grab my purse."
Shubman nodded in agreement, his hand still intertwined with hers as they made their way into the cozy living room. Reethu headed towards the sleek leather sofa where her purse lay waiting, while Shubman took a moment to admire the soft glow of the candles flickering on the coffee table.
As Reethu retrieved her purse, Shubman couldn't resist the urge to wrap his arms around her waist, pulling her close. "You know, you look even more beautiful in the soft light of our home," he whispered, his breath tickling her ear.
Reethu chuckled, leaning into his embrace. "Flattery will get you everywhere, Mr. Gill," she teased, her voice laced with affection.
With a gentle kiss on her cheek, Shubman released her from his embrace, allowing her to retrieve her purse. As she turned back to face him, her eyes sparkled with mischief. "Alright, let's go," she declared, her tone filled with excitement.
With one final glance around the room, Shubman took Reethu's hand in his and led her towards the door, their hearts brimming with anticipation for the evening ahead.