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Part 3
"Ikkees...baayees..theyees..chaubees..."
Geet had a rather satisfied smile on her face as she counted the number of clothes piles stacked on the sofa and every other surface that might just double up as a bed, including much of the floor. He would be left with no choice but the dressing room couch. Or should she call it the bedroom couch now? Geet stifled a small giggle as she thought of the effort it had taken. She'd had to practically empty her entire wardrobe and his as well and would probably have to spend the whole of the next day putting things back in place. But she wasn't willing to take any more chances with her man. Nah Babaji nah!!
Come to think of it, maybe the man wasn't as keen to escape as he'd made out to be these last few days. Geet had almost suffered a mini heart attack when Dadima had suggested that maybe they should move to the guest bedroom, considering the couch was not exactly built for two!! She'd waited for him to jump at the suggestion but surprisingly he hadn't.
"Nahi Dadima..aapko toh pata hai, mujhe nayi jagah mei neend nahi aati..mei aadat se majboor hoon!"
Geet might have just jumped on him and given him a smacking kiss just for that, if they hadn't been in the midst of a battle royale!! She'd stopped with just shrugging her shoulders and smiling sweetly at Dadima before gently ushering her to the door.
When she'd turned around after bolting the door, she'd found him walking around the couch, inspecting it from all angles. She'd walked up to the couch too and joined him at it, except that she was moving in the opposite direction as him. They were like two boxers in the ring, sizing up the space and the opponent too! Or did they resemble two dogs circling a bone, Geet wondered! She'd been unable to hold back the giggle that escaped her at the thought. He'd glared at her then and she'd just glared back.
"Wouldn't it have been easier to shift the couch out?" he'd asked.
"Well, you just said you were a creature of habit. God forbid that I deprive you of your precious three day old habit!" she'd spat out even while spearing the couch with yet another vicious look.
He'd been hard pressed to control a laugh at that, possibly reason why he'd faked a little cough!
He'd then looked up and straight into her eyes as he'd asked, "So the bed moved, did it? I've heard women say the earth moved but this one's a first!!"
He'd heard women say what?! Had she heard him right? And did he mean exactly what the phrase was supposed to mean? Geet had steam coming out of her ears as she bit out, "And how many women, may I ask?"
He'd given her a mysterious smile at that, grabbed a change of clothes from the wardrobe, walked into the bathroom and shut the door gently right on her face!
It had taken her a full two minutes to shut her open mouth after that! After deriving satisfaction from swearing under her breath for the next two minutes, she'd gone into action mode and the results were now strewn all across the room.
She looked back at the bathroom door and then at the clock. It had been a good half an hour since he'd shut himself in. He never took more than ten minutes for his shower. So, had he decided to hole up in the bathroom, the chicken?!
She walked to the bathroom and raised her hand to knock when the door opened as if on cue!
He emerged in a cloud of Aramis cologne! He was pulling out all the stops, was he? Was he hoping to bring her to her knees? The mental images that the thought evoked heated her already overheated skin even more and she decided she needed a cold shower if her plan had to work!! She couldn't help inhaling the fragrance with half closed eyes though!
She heard him say in a sexy undertone, "Want something?"
Drawing in a deep breath, she opened her eyes and gave him a tiny smile as she said, "Just the bathroom!"
She walked right in and derived childish pleasure from shutting the door back on his face!
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Had a hurricane struck the room while he'd been in the shower, Maan wondered! It probably had, one by the name Hurricane Geet! In fact, his life had not been the same ever since Hurricane Geet had struck and he was deliriously happy for it! But still, at times like this, he worried for his long-term sanity! He looked at the clothes, his and hers, piled all over the room. Had she even left him something to wear to work the next day? Somehow, he knew that such mundanities were the last thing on her mind. Where was he to even sit while he waited for his minx to get out of that bathroom? He looked at the couch and couldn't help the laugh that escaped his throat this time. It looked like the couch it was for all purposes tonight! She had plugged all possible escape routes!! He made his way gingerly through the piles of clothes and managed to plonk himself on the couch. He'd been furious with her till he'd gotten home, right upto the point where he'd heard that lame story about the bed from Dadi. But when Dadima had made that suggestion about them moving to another room, she 'd looked at him and he was struck by the desperate plea in her eyes. Okay, so the lady was desperate too, for all her big talk! He could suffer for much longer but no way could he see his beloved suffer, he'd assured himself. He might as well put both of them out of their miseries. But, let it not be said that Maan Singh Khurana gave in so easily! He would play hard to get just a bit longer before exacting revenge for the three nights that she'd starved him!
He was immersed in his thoughts when he heard the bathroom door open. He looked up hoping to see her emerging.
All that came out was a cloud of steam!
He peered at the door, open by just a crack, wondering what her game plan was!
"Maan, could you please bring me my towel? There are no fresh ones here. The royal blue one in the wardrobe please!"
A smile came over his face as he got up and walked towards the wardrobe. So, that was how she was going to play it, was she? He was a past master at this game and he'd show her who the boss was! How many times had they taken impromptu showers together, initiated by him just this way? He grabbed the towel and walked towards the bathroom door, wondering if he might as well strip and save his clothes from getting wet. His hand was on the waistband of his sweat pants even as he held the towel out to her.
"Here's the towel"!
A small little pink hand emerged from the crack and he
positioned his hand just right, making it easier for her to pull him in.
She took the towel and scored her nails gently on his wrist just before closing the door back on his face!
Maan was left floundering in the deep!
Where was this going?
What did the minx want?
He traced his way back to the couch again and slumped on it, almost defeatedly.
Just then, the bathroom door opened with a creak and she stepped out.
He gulped!
Had bath towels grown smaller in size since he last saw them?
This one seemed to have a hard time covering even the bare essentials!
His gaze zeroed in on a droplet of moisture that trickled its way down that swanlike neck, down the creamy expanse of her upper chest before disappearing into the sinfully sexy cleavage just about revealed by the towel. The royal blue was making her skin seem almost pearl white in comparison. Sensing the danger involved in ogling at forbidden territory, he hurriedly looked down only to let out a muffled curse. Just a few inches of blue expanse and it was back to cream again. This time in the shape of never ending legs! This was going to be one long night, he groaned to himself!!
As if completely oblivious to his scrutiny, she sashayed towards him and perched herself on the other end of the couch. Other end my foot,
he kicked himself mentally. How far could the other end be in a four feet
couch? His legs and feet had been dangling over its arm for three nights now
after all!!
" Maan, can you please fetch me the moisturising lotion from the dressing table?"
Interrupted from his lusty thoughts by her soft whisper, Maan could only nod before doing what she asked.
And then began the real agony!!
She poured the lotion onto her palm and started slathering it liberally all over her legs and arms. He gulped when he saw her palm stray towards the cleavage. She looked up right then and caught him staring right there!
"Famished?" she asked!
Precap - If you prick us do we not bleed?
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