Time flew by; two hours went off like two minutes. Laya and Keshav cuddled up in a cozy quilt that was spread on the beach. Laya rubbed her palms and placed them on her cheek. “Do you want to go inside?” asked Keshav.
“I have a room booked for the night.”
“Hmmm” she hesitated.
As they entered the room which was even more sensually decorated with purple and black curtains and scented with a mix of peppermint and lavender room freshener, Laya hugged Keshav.
His lips were on hers and they never knew who initiated the first kiss! He or She? How does it even matter now? Time flew by and what started as a peck on the lip became a full-fledged exploring of each other’s mouths. There was an obvious sexual urgency in them. Laya started unbuttoning Keshav’s shirt. “Ouch, your revolver” she said. He laughed and moved a little from her. As he placed the revolver on the table nearby he asked, “Are you sure? You want to do this?”
“Hmmm, I think so.”
“We are not some teenagers Laya who get desperate and end up having sex right on the first day of proposing to each other.”
“Yeah” she said. How men can ever talk sensibly even when they are turned on, she thought.
“I don’t want to have one night stand or a fling. Call me old fashioned, but when I make love to you I want should be sure that you are my wife.”
She loved him; yes she indeed loved him now. The love for him multiplied steadily. “Are you not sure now?”
Woman – although they love their men and trust them, they will ask silly questions an untimely hours, don’t they?
“Laya, it is not that! Let’s talk to our parents, get engaged.”
“Oh, I feel like the man here.”
He buttoned up his shirt back and they spent the night by watching movies and sipping wine!
“I am on cloud nine” she said.
To be continued…. If you have missed the prequels then do read it from here.
Love & Cheers,