In evening, he went to market with her to buy vegetables, surprising her once again. Rey carried the bags inside the house while she followed him, with a small smile playing on her lips. She was loving the new change in her husband.
"Taani, today I will help you in preparing dinner." Rey told her as she starter taking out stuff to cook dinner. Rey was sitting on kitchen counter, silently admiring her.
"Its okay, Rey. I ll manage, and also, you don't know how to cook, remember?" Taani answered him. She took the end of her saree pallu and tucked it in her saree on her waist while her hair tied in messy bun with few strands falling over her that had his fingers itching to play with those soft locks.
"So what? I can atleast help you in cutting these veggies." Rey replied back, he stood beside her. Taani look at him for a moment, then sighed in defeat knowing he wont give up. He had a broad smile shining up his face when she passed him some veggies.
"Please, be careful." Taani told him, giving him sharp look while he narrowed his eyes at her. She was treating him like a child. Rey nodded at her, positively, and started cutting the vegetables as per her instruction. Busy in his work, his gaze fell over her who was kneading the flour, her hair locks were falling over her face, disturbing her. Rey dropped the knife, and turned toward her. He had completely himself in his wifes simple yet eternal beauty.
Unconsciously, he brought his hand close to her face and tucked the strand of her hair behind her ear that made her snapped out of her trance, and she look at him. Taani found herself getting in those beautiful pair of hazel brown orbs. Soon, she come out of her trance, and raised her one eyebrow at him questioningly that brought him back into reality, he ran his hand through his hair, with slight pink visible on his cheeks, he turned and started doing his work which he was doing earlier, cutting the vegetables.
Taani smiled shyly as she also continued doing her work, but her mind was stuck on the moment took few minutes back. He was so close to her, his close proximity is new to her, stir some unknown emotions inside. Lost in their thoughts, they cooked dinner together, unknowingly, they come more close to each other. And much to his happiness, she was opening up to him. Leaving her hesitation behind, she talks to him freely.
They had their dinner together, and went in their room. Taani went in washroom to change while he changed his clothes and called his assistant to know the details regarding the deal with gupta's. Rey turned around as he heard the door opening sound. He felt his throat went dry, seeing his wife before him, clad in light lavender colored satin nightie that reached till her toes. Though, it wasn't first time he was seeing her like this but he used to control his emotions successfully, but now, since they are together, he finds it difficult to control himself around her.
"Rey, aap kaha kho gaye?" Rey's trance was broken when she called out for him, completely unaware about her effect on her husband, she walked toward him, creating havocs in his senses as she bridged the gap between them. He gulped down the lump formed in his throat, and stare at her with small smile.
"You are looking very pretty-" He breathed, under his intense watch, she blushed deep shade of red. And suddenly, there was a loud thunder outside and with that, a sudden power cut.
"Ah-" She yelped, as darkness clouded the room, she jumped in the arms of her husband.
"What happen, taani? Tum theek ho?" Rey asked her softly, pulling her into his cozy embrace.
"Darkness! I'm scared-" She mumbled, taani buried her face in his chest which caused him to tighten his arms around her as his entire body jolted under the innocent touch of his wife. Her soft body pressed against him, wasn't helping him either to keep himself in control. He doesn't want to rush thing, and make her uncomfortable but the desires brewing within him was something, he wasn't able to control.
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