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I yawned and opened my eyes looking around our hotel room. It was then that I witnessed the most beautiful view ever.The snow capped mountains and the abundance of trees were aesthetically pleasing to watch. They went on for miles and miles beckoning me over to come closer and appreciate its beauty with the first rays of the sun gliding on them. It was just heaven on earth.

I tried getting up to go stand in the balcony and enjoy the view but wasn't able to, confused I peeked under the duvet and saw a muscular tanned arm placed on my waist.

So the pillow wall I built really didn't stand a chance against my dear husband. The pillows used to create it were strewn all over the place. I sighed and tried to lift his heavy arm but to no avail. I tried once more but instead he entwined our hands and pulled me closer nuzzling his face into the crook of my neck.

His hot breath gave me goosebumps and I tried to disengage myself from his possessive hold.

Okay. This is getting more complicated.

Slowly I unhooked one finger and the rest followed. I kept one leg down and yelled internally in triumph when I was almost free but it was short lived a when he again pulled me even closer than before leaving no space between us.

Who knew he was such a cuddler!?

We were spooning now and I could feel his muscles through the thin cloth of my top. My breathing laboured imagining what it would actually feel like touching him skin to skin. No layers of clothing just bare skin. Pure Bliss.

Through my provocative scenarios I felt something hard poking me in my lower back. I opened my eyes in shock when I realised what it really was. This was bad. Very bad. Time to wake him up from his slumber before we did something none of us would like or maybe I will.

"Siddharth?" I called. He didn't show any signs of waking.

"Siddharth" I said a bit louder this time when he still didn't move.

"What?" He replied in his husky voice which was more so in the morning. I faltered a bit, instant reaction to his sexy sleep laden voice.

Anika. Control your damn hormones girl.

"Wake up you and leave me" I shook him when he again went to sleep.

That's when he realised our situation and opened his eyes wide scrutinising our position. He jumped away from me so quick that I thought if I imagined everything.

"Shit. I'm sorry..I didn't realise.. I was sleeping and I.. I don't know how.. I.." he was blubbering.

"It's okay. Relax. Nothing happened" I told him to stop his rambling.

"Trust me I didn't want to do that with you" he said seriously and I raised my eyebrows in anger in response to his statement.

What does he mean by that? Am I not desirable?

He must have realised his fumble because he instantly added "Not that I'm saying you're not hot.. I mean beautiful" he rectified himself seeing my expression of disbelief.

"And I would totally want to do.. it.. with you but not while you're sleeping..you know. I would want you to enjoy it.. not that I'm thinking that something will happen" he quickly added when my eyebrows raised in surprise.

"And if something did happen.. I'm not going to do that without your permission of course.. you know and.. and.. shit I don't know what I mean" he finally ended his.. I don't even know what it was to be honest.

He looked at me innocently waiting for me to speak. He looked so cute with his messy hair, low hung pyjamas, bare chested but what really took everything away was that innocent expression of his.

I felt a connection to that young Siddharth I knew. Sweet. Kind. Innocent. Helpful.

I always knew he was hiding behind that cold hard exterior and my Siddharth was hidden there somewhere beneath those layers. This was whom I fell in love with and call me stupid but seeing that, it gave me a glimmer of hope. Hope of something real existing between us and I would be a fool to give up on him so early. Not now when I knew there might be a possibility.

He was still waiting, scared of my reaction to his confession but to his horror I laughed happy with my recent discovery and shaking my head asked him, "Tea or Coffee?"

He sighed a bit in relief but somehow still looked wary. Maybe he thought I might explode anytime she on or that I might have gone bonkers.

"Umm.. tea?" He answered unsure, it sounded like a question instead.

"Tea it is. I'll order it and in the meantime you can take shower" I replied casually and started taking out my clothes to wear.

When he didn't say anything I turned my head and saw him still staring at me in confusion.

I sighed and said, "It's okay Sid. I understood what you meant, I think. Chill dude it's fine"

He nodded and went to the bathroom. I called the reception to order our tea and in the meantime took out my toiletries. The room service was quick and after thanking the server I placed the tray on the dining table.

There was a tea pot, cups, sugar cubes and milk kept on it and started making my tea and taking the cup in my hand stepped into the balcony to admire the view while sipping my tea.

It's breathtaking.

"Beautiful isn't it?" I heard Sid say startling me.

I turned around seeing him freshly showered with his damp hair and he was wearing a black jeans paired with an emerald green sweater worn over a white shirt.

"Yes indeed" I replied forgetting about the view. He was breathtaking!

"Shall I bring your tea?" I asked him to break the awkward silence that fell upon us.

"Ya. Sure" he smiled.

I quickly made his tea the way he liked, strong with two cubes of sugar. Taking his cup in hand I placed it on the table that was kept here in the balcony with two cozy chairs. For the couples to cuddle and enjoy their time in privacy, I'm sure.

Something we won't be doing unfortunately.

He thanked me and I left him to enjoy his tea time in peace while I bathed. The shower was quick and I wore my blue jeans and a black spaghetti top. It wasn't cold in our room because of the heaters working but as I experienced yesterday it was pretty freezing here and I wanted to be properly dressed for outdoors so I planned to wear a grey chunky sweater on top when we'll go out.

My hair was damp from the shower and left open for me to blow dry. I was towelling them dry while moving towards the balcony when my foot slipped and I fell on the floor.

"Ouch" I cried in pain.

"What happened?" I heard Siddharth say and saw him coming into the room from the balcony.

"Shit" he cursed when he saw me sitting on the floor clutching my ankle in pain.

He almost ran and picked me up in his arms, just as quick placing me on the centre of the bed gently. Helping me sit upright he supported my back with the pillows.

"Are you okay?" He asked me, the concern in his voice and face shocking me.

"No. It hurts Sid" I whimpered in pain.

"Wait let me try something. If it doesn't work I'll call the doctor"

"Okay"

He held my throbbing ankle and hesitated,
"You trust me?"

Did I? The answer was so obvious.

"Yes" I smiled at him in pain and he returned it with a grateful one.

"It's going to hurt at first" he warned and before I could react, in a swift motion he jerked my ankle in the left direction while I yelled in pain. But somehow it was receding.

"Better?" He asked hopefully while massaging my ankle to help ease the pain.

I nodded unable to answer. I'm sure my eyes were teary and before I could stop it, one tear fell on my cheek. Before I could wipe it, Siddharth sat next to me and pushing his hand forward wiped it away for me. We stared into each other's eyes unblinking and I thought if he was remembering the same incident as I.

The major déjà vu moment I was witnessing, same thing happened 16 years ago when I gave him my heart, when I fell in love that day even though I didn't even know the true meaning of love. The day he became my everything.

That time also he took care of me when I busted my knee and wiped my tears just as he did today. The overwhelming emotions struck me hard and few more tears came unbidden but for totally different reason this time. I don't even what I was feeling anymore, so many emotions were striking me at once.

He wiped my tears once more and hugged me, keeping me safe in her his warmth. I wrapped my arms around him and sobbed pouring my heart out. I cried tears of pain because of my now less throbbing ankle, cried tears of happiness for seeing glimpses of my Sid, tears of unrequited love and also tears of tiny hope that took light in my heart today.

All the while he rocked me, shushed me, ran his fingers through my hair and said comforting words in my ear. I tightened my hold further not wanting this moment to end. Not wanting him to be cold once again, hiding from me. I didn't want to leave the safe haven he provided. This closeness we had not because of some sexual attraction but the real need to be near each other. Bonding on an emotional level.

Once I prolonged the moment as long as I could and my tears ran dry, I pulled away not able to meet his gaze. The reality kicked in, ready to douse my ray of hope. I had let him see me weak which I never wanted to happen. I vowed to myself that I'll never let him see this side of me but I broke it.

"Crying doesn't make anyone weak Anika. In fact it shows how strong they are to let the others see a part of them that they want to hide from the world. It takes real strength to show your vulnerabilities. Trust me I would know because I am a coward and I don't think I'll ever be able to be as strong as you"

When he finished I looked at him shocked, how easily he recognised my internal turmoil. I think he somehow also knew the reason behind my unmasked emotions. He knew of my insecurities and pain.

"It doesn't make you weak" he repeated and I looked at him grateful, for understanding me.

"Thanks" I said, no other words necessary between us. Somehow our eyes did all the talking which we couldn't.

His unwavering stare made me blush and I moved my eyes downward coming in contact with the dampness I left on his sweater because of my crying.

"I'm sorry" I apologised still not meeting his gaze.

"Why?" He sounded confused.

"I ruined your sweater and I know it's expensive. I'll buy you a new one I promise"

He scoffed and lifted my chin upward forcing me to look at him.

"I don't care about the sweater but you can give me something else instead" he said huskily still holding me prisoner with his eyes. A foreign emotion lurking in them mixed with a hint of desire and care.

I gulped afraid to ask, but my body tingled in response somehow getting the untold message.

"Wh.. What?" I stuttered and bit my lower lip in anticipation.

His eyes finally left mine and focused on my lips, the black of his eyes darkened.

"I've told you not to do that" he tsked and still holding my chin with one hand, used his other hand to pull my lower lip free and pinched it lightly.

I jerked because of the sweet pain his touch created and closed my eyes. The pain in my ankle long gone, my mind and body were focused on only him. I felt him move closer to my ear and speak,

"I want to be the one biting them. They are mine to kiss and tease" he whispered and lightly nipped my earlobe. My hands moved to his shoulders providing me support.

His kissed my forehead lightly, my eyes, cheeks and placed a kiss on the corner of my lips teasing me and then brushed with mine light as a whisper. I groaned in annoyance and pushed myself forward for him to end this torture while he laughed enjoying making me suffer.

I opened my mouth to curse him when he covered it with his, stopping the slew of abuses that were coming his way. Unlike before they were now demanding and in control, moving forcefully against mine. He ran his moist tongue along my lower lip asking asking me to open.

I opened my mouth and his tongue entered my mouth as if he owned it. He ran it along the contours of my mouth exploring. Finally he brushed my tongue with his and I copied his movements. He tasted divine, my own personal aphrodisiac. When I sucked on his tongue, groaned appreciatively in response and his free hand moved towards my hair caressing them. Our tongues fought in a battle of domination which obviously he won. He tasted me, drank me in.

The kiss was broken when we had to come up for air and I was breathing hard because of the lack of oxygen. But Sid was busy kissing my neck, sucking on it and leaving love bites on the way. He pulled the straps of my top down kissing my shoulders. The straps were further pulled down the tops of my breasts now visible along with my bra peeking a little. Still holding my top, his eyes seeking my permission to continue which I happily gave. Satisfied he pulled my top down below my breasts, my lacy black bra now in full display.

I blushed and tried to cover myself embarrassed. He held my hands stopping me, "Don't" he ordered.

"You are stunning" he spoke looking at my chest. He then moved closer kissing my breasts above my bra and then started sucking on one  while his hand kneaded the other. I moaned in response and he started sucking harder, biting my nipple through the lace.

I closed my eyes and held his head, my fingers gripping his hair not wanting him to move. He turned his head to my other breast giving it the equal attention. I was still moaning asking for him to continue while he kissed, sucked and pinched. My breathing heavy, the area between my thighs tingled begging for his attention there. Looking for release, the pressure inside building.

"Please" I begged for him to end this sweet torture.

He understood what I wanted and his hands moved behind confidently, unhooking my bra when suddenly the doorbell rang stopping us from getting hot and heavy.

It was as if someone doused us with cold water, forcing us back to reality. The moment broken the bell rang once more, while Siddharth groaned annoyed. I was afraid his mood might change as if did many times before and he might not acknowledge what happened.

But he surprised me when he actually helped me right my clothes and gave me a quick peck on my lips before moving to open the door. I smiled goofily, happy to see that he didn't behave rudely but kind and sweet.

"Who was it?" I asked him when he joined me on the bed once more.

Instead of answering he kissed me again and again. I pushed him away a bit,

"Tell na. Who was it?" I asked again.

He brushed my hair away pinning them behind my ear. His hand lingering on my cheek cupping it.

"It was our driver. Came to pick us up to explore Interlaken but I told him no"

"What? Why?"

"Because you're hurt remember or my kisses made you forget everything" he wiggles his eyebrows while I blushed.

"Sid I'm fine now. See my ankle I can move it now. You call the reception and tell then to stop our driver. Your touch did wonders" I told him with double meaning.

"No" he rejected my idea.

"Please" I asked him pouting jutting my lower teeth out.

He took it in between his lips and bit it before giving me a thorough kiss that I almost forgot about our little argument. And it was only him that mattered.

He moved away a bit m, his lips still touching mine.

"Fine" he huffed and I squealed in happiness this time initiating the kiss and thanking him with my lips.

Best day ever! I just hope the rest of our trip is the same.

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A/N:
The view I imagine outside their room 🔝

Longest chapter till date. Phew 😅
Unedited 😶

Finished early and I couldn't hold myself longer from posting it. Uploading at 1.15 am and now I need to sleep 😴

This chapter was a bit emotional for me as well. I really felt Anika's emotions in it. 😯

And people asking for Sid's POV, it's coming very soon. Hold your horses. 😇
Also not ending the story until it's fully explored. 🎉

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