Part 4- End
She pulled my nose.
"You have a really big nose." She said. "I know, you've told me that before." I
said. She lowered herself and kissed my neck. I didn't know how to stop her. "I
love you..." She said. The yearning in her voice was too much for me to handle.
"Touch me, please..." She whispered. There was no way I would do anything when
she was drunk and half asleep. She was so intoxicated, but I was getting more
and more intoxicated with every second as well. I moved her hair aside, it was
still wet. She appealed to all my senses but I had to be the sane person here.
She put her head down on my chest, right on top of my heart. She buried her face in my neck and tugged on my shirt. It
would be a lie to say that didn't feel good or that I didn't want her to
continue.
"Suhani, stop...this isn't right."
I said. I gently moved her away.
"B-but...I'm your wife..." She said
in a small voice. She started crying. "I know..." I said. "But you're drunk..."
"You don't want to." She said.
She pushed me away. "You don't want me..." She cried. It looked like she was
going to start sobbing again. I had to think quickly about how I should handle the
situation. I needed to calm her down and get her under control. Maybe the only
way to do it would be to give her what she wanted. I held her down and kissed
her. She kissed me back with so much force, as if she'd been waiting a century
for it. She tugged on my hair. I wiped her tears and kissed her forehead. She
looked at me sleepily through her eyelashes.
"You're very, very naughty..." I
said. I kissed her lips softly. She calmed down. But I felt like I was just
getting started. She touched my face. "Why are you always so angry at me?" She
asked, groggily.
"Because I care about you..." I
replied. I kissed her neck. She sighed, happily. Her grip loosened. She was
falling asleep. I let go of her, reluctantly and watched as she fell asleep,
curled up at my side.
Suhani's-POV:
I woke up in what were once my
room and my bed. I was stunned to see myself in Yuvraj's clothes. I searched
for him and he came out of the bathroom and looked at me.
"Good morning..." He smiled. I had
a headache. What was happening here? What was I doing in this room, wearing
Yuvraj's clothes? I panicked. I got up and searched for my clothes.
"Relax..." Yuvraj held me. "How are
you feeling?" He asked. He looked concerned.
"How should I be feeling? What
happened to me?" I asked.
"You might have a headache...well,
a hangover. You got drunk..." He said.
"WHAT? How?" I asked.
"Rags and Menka Bhabhi mixed
alcohol into your juice. Don't worry. Maa punished them." He said.
"Oh God..." I touched my head. I
had a splitting headache. I felt naked in Yuvraj's clothes so I searched around
the bed for my dupatta.
He handed it to me. "Um, your clothes are in the bathroom." He
said.
"Why?" I asked. I didn't want to
know.
"You ran in there and turned on
the shower. You thought it was raining. I got wet too." He smiled. I blushed. I
was so embarrassed. God knows what else I might have done or said.
"Oh..." I managed to utter. "You
gave me your clothes?" I asked. I wanted to know if I had even been in the
condition to change on my own.
"Yeah. I made you change...you
didn't want to."
"You MADE me? I refused?" I was
about to die. My heart was pounding. He looked into my eyes. "Suhani, you
changed...don't worry."
"You didn't see anything?" I
asked, terrified.
"No." He shook his head. He
fidgeted, awkwardly.
"Did I bother you much?" I asked.
"No...not at all. You were really
cute." He smiled. "I certainly won't forget last night." He smirked.
"What does that mean?" I asked.
"Nothing." He grinned, leaving me
horrified. "What do you mean?" I demanded an answer.
"You were very um, expressive and
demanding." He said.
"What did I demand?" I was about
to start crying.
He held my hands. "You weren't yourself, Suhani.
Don't worry...I respect you. Nothing happened." He said. He held my face. It
sounded as if he regretted saying that. He sounded disappointed. I didn't
understand anything. He never told me what really happened and I never asked.
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