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I love you Swara … I love you .. I love you

His words wouldn't leave her alone.He whispered them like a chant with every kiss he pressed on her body . She didn't stop until she reached her room ,slammed the door shut and her wobbling feet gave up. Her body pulsed with a throbbing need and she tried to quell it by taking deep breaths. It was after many minutes she felt in control. She picked a change and rushed into the washroom.

She stared at her reflection in the mirror, her fingers tracing the swollen lips he kisses left her with. Swara squeezed her eyes as if trying to push away but everything came back to her …

The flashes of their bodies drenched in passion…and the shock slowly registered of the intensity of what they shared.Trying to divert ,She quickly dried herself up and  changed into a night dress.

It was while she wiped her hair , she noticed the little marks on her neck, right above shoulder…and the moment hit her back with a clarity. A moment when his teeth grazed her sensitive spot and her own  cry of pleasure and his soothing kisses which filled next.

Mortified , Swara turned back trying to calm her inflated senses. Just a thought of him, she  was all heated up. She stepped out for the need of air .

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Sanskaar stood in the rain letting the pour drench him more. One part of him wanted to go behind her , pursue her , drag her back into arms and finish what they had started. Mark each other as own.He would have chosen a more appropriate occasion , a different set up with a nice ring to say those words … but something took over. He couldn't wait any more. Those words flowed like torrent as if he had been dying to whisper them some 1000 times …

 Did he have regrets .. None! 

He loved her .. he was insane & crazy for her .If he had any lingering doubts or unsurety , this night cleared it all. The passion, need and primal desire he felt .. .he knew he would never want any other woman in his life. He could never desire or long for anyone else. He would never love anyone the way , he would love Swara. 

Even after he came back and changed …. Their  passionate interlude wouldn't leave him. He found nail marks on the back of his neck .His heart beat spiked up and his  body’s reaction was instant.  He could never stop needing her.

He didn't dare to step anywhere near her room for fear he might lose any restraints.

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Swara curled up on her bed pulling her arms and legs closer. What did she do and why? Had she been loginging for Sanskaar secretly . Had she been wishing for her to be the one for him?

If she was , She didn't have a clue of it,until tonight . Until he touched her the way a man desires a woman. Swara curled in shame recalling how she responded to him … how close she came to plead him to take her right there. She didn't even put up a resistance  and willingly melted in his arms. 

Swara wanted to run and hide … 

What would he think of her ? How would she face him again? What would she answer if he confronted her? No No ! You are thinking too much , Swara.  She told herself .They got carried away. That's it. That’s it. 

Swara felt a little better. Blame it on the set up. They had a nice dinner , wine & dance and …rest happened. Love wasn’t in cards for her , not at this point. There is no way Sanskaar would fall in love with her. Probably they had been spending so much time together. 

 They would handle this like grown up’s, push this aside and move on … 

Feeling much better, Swara relaxed and closed her eyes .Tara must have slept at Mrs. Braganza’s. Was her first thought as she drifted to sleep and a pair of black eyes burning into her  was what she dreamt next …

His mouth whispered some delicious secrets, trailed little kisses… and she moaned his name before slipping into deep slumber.

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Sanskaar moved restlessly on bed trying to catch some sleep but luck was not on his side. He couldn't stop thinking …of the evening. And when he finally did manage to catch some sleep …

His black eyes met hazy brown eyes clouded with passion. She was below him … his lips trailed over her face, tracing in soft delicate strokes. He felt her dainty hands curling around him and he surrendered with sigh….his every word of passion lost on her lips. Sanskaar sighed her name and drifted to sleep.

 Dreaming.

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When the dreams end , the reality sets in. The same happened with Swara and Sanskaar but in different ways.

Swara woke up with a smile on her face ,still lingering in the dream world. Almost in  a floating  state of mind , her fingers gently smoothed over her cheeks , pulling her mussed hair to a side.

It was only when her fingers accidentally brushed  the love bite on her neck  , her trance broke and  reality landed on her with thud.Everything came rushing back to her. The last evening with a vivid clarity,  the heat of it and … her erotic dreams at night filled with Sanskaar. 

No ! This can’t be happening. How could she? Wasn't it last night she told herself rather sternly to get over it . She needed to get last night out of her mind, at any cost. 

And then she needs to have a word with Sanskaar .

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Sanskaar stirred in sleep with the first caress of sun rays …and didn't realize he was smiling when he woke up. After last evening ..there was no doubt, he was head over heels for Swara. All he dreamt of last night was her …of ‘them’ .  His pulse quickened as those hazy bits of passion they shared came back to him. He already felt turned on.

How the hell is he going to manage being close to her and not drag her into arms. How is he gonna stop desiring for her , this ache that she kindled last evening…the fire still burned him from within  as the need to hold her and never let go.All dreams and desires he never knew existed seem to burst alive.

Of Course they need to talk.He doesn't know if she loved him but she wouldn't respond to him with such passion and  melt in his arms like butter if she didn't hold any feelings for him, if she didnt long for him .Her gasp, every bit of her touch was etched in his psyche like she left a mark  on him ,imprinted.

Hell ! the way she cried his name, It took all his will power at that moment not to cross more lines.  

It was on an impulse his fingers caressed marks she left on him… and he exactly recalled when.  His pulse quickened . The last night was no longer hazy  and the thoughts of it stirred the same need again. Sanskaar tried to reign in his raging emotions which at the  moment threatened to slip out of control..

 “Don’t go there,” He told himself sternly.

He needs to talk with Swara…definitely. Though he was dying to take it forward.  If she needs time , she can have all of it. He was willing to wait. Meanwhile he could seek Anjali’s help in picking up a ring , propose her in the right settings and....

His alarm buzzed, breaking the chain of his thoughts, a reminder he was already running late. And he had to get back to work.

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Swara was in two minds as she loitered in the kitchen playing sous chef to Mrs Braganza. The cook asked if everything went as per plan last evening . Swara wished the old lady wouldn't read the blush coloring her cheeks, spreading down the neck.

Her body wasn’t in sync with her mind.She strictly thought she would evade any lingering traces t regarding last night …would try to act normal but she was being an utter failure. Thankfully Sanskaar wasn’t out yet … which gave her time to decide if she wanted to stay or run away before she could face him.

She wished she could get a hint, lIke sound of the door , his footsteps . She would take the clue , make some excuse and …  

Oh! She didn't have to .. not at all . He’s already here .She felt his presence  …like the wind carried it to her . Her senses  were on high alert,  like an  online radar beeping at danger's arrival. 

Damn! When did her body and brain go technical?  In a bid to confirm, She peeked out of the kitchen only to find him walking down the stairs . And just as he sensed, his eyes clashed with hers. She turned still.

His force was like a sheer magnet and she felt helplessly drawn . The way he gazed at her …did things to her she never felt before.She felt heat pooling in her insides.

Only Swara knew what it took not to drop whatever she was holding.

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The minute he was out of the room, he couldn't wait to catch a glimpse of her. He was eager & tense. And as he descended the stairs , he knew she was in the kitchen. He could feel her . His eyes moved on their own accord like they could sense her whereabouts even from a little distance. Then, she came into his sight In a long tee and pajamas ,she was chatting with Mrs. Barganza. 

And suddenly he felt her turn still … 

Then She looked straight at him, her brown eyes meeting his , aware and intent He stopped right in tracks , unable to break the spell she was casting on him just by a mere glance. 

Her hair was a messy bun with few escaped tendrils kissing her cheeks .He felt the instant hit of love & lust.He wanted to hold her , caress her with softest whispers and delicate touch of his lips.Whatever is holding her hair together can go to hell  . He wanted to toss it off and let them loose, dive his fingers and grab her for a kiss. 

Sanskaar tore his gaze away trying to hold back. What the hell ? How would he survive the next few minutes when her mere presence was intoxicating him … making his thoughts run in wild directions. He felt a wild urge and desire he never knew he was capable of feeling. He walked down slowly …and tried smiling hoping it would make them fall at ease. 

But his smile somehow turned out to be a lazy grin … Swara’s heart leaped and she suddenly felt the need to be busy in the kitchen.

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Luckily ,Tara came to the rescue.  The minute Tara rushed to Sanskaar, his every thought moved to his little bundle of joy.  Swara watched Sanskaar transform to his usual cheerful self around Tara and she felt settled . So did Sanskaar.

They muttered a silent morning .  Sanskaar lowered his eyes, focusing intently on food, feeding little morsels to a demanding Tara . He chuckled at Tara’s antics. Just like her aunt. Stubborn . 

“Remember the business party tonight?” Sanskaar gently reminded Swara. A few weeks back he received an invitation for an event with who who’s in the business arena. And he casually checked if Swara would be interested to accompany him. Swara agreed at once . 

And now he wasn’t sure if she…

Swara read the apprehension in his eyes. This meet is important for many reasons, She can't skip or let him skip. “ I will be ready by 7.00 pm. Is that fine?”

Sanskaar nodded in agreement feeling relieved. The initial awkwardness somehow disappeared and they were falling back to usual . Though the air seems charged around with only a slight touch of fingers brushed accidentally …It felt manageable.

And when it was time to leave …Tara wished Sanskaar with her usual sloppy kiss on cheek leaving him and Swara in smiles. 

“Pahuchte hai call karunga, “ He told with a smile and Swara nodded.

About to leave , he turned back his eyes, capturing the picture of Swara holding Tara in her arms. Only because he thought he could, he leaned forward and touched his lips gently on Swara’s forehead. Startled for a breath ,Her eyes closed with a sigh at that loving gesture.She lifted her eyes to meet him and it was a silent exchange of bye.

Swara stood watching , as he left. It was only last night ,He made her feel wanted and desired with his every touch and now with a gentle kiss, she felt cherished and treasured.Torn between conflicting emotions , she walked inside.

She had a party to prepare and this night could be a game changer.

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