Promise

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"Isn't that Mrs. Bhalla?"

He snapped toward the direction pointed so fast that he was afraid to get a whiplash but may it was due to the suprise that he didn't.

It was indeed Mrs. Bhalla. Taking vodka shots.

"Excuse me." He muttered softly leaving the VIP booth his secretary had booked for his clients as his legs unhurriedly moved toward the bar counter.

" . . .so you are saying I can take body shots from you?"

He gulped hearing that suggestive tone from his wife to the bartender and before the other person could reply he wrapped his arms towards her.

To balance her from slipping from the stool, he justified to himself.

"Raman." He smiled as she traced her fingers on his face, at least she recognised him "What are doing here? I thought you had a meeting?"

"And I thought you were with Ruhi." He couldn't help with his bitter tone.

"She is with Mihika. They are having a girls sleepover." She leaned towards his shoulder whispering, her warm breath tickling his ears "And I am planning one too with this handsome man."

"What the actual f***" He muttered before he could help himself.

"Yeah Raman, for that only." Came her reply immediately, his grip tightening around hers. Taking few deep breaths to clam himself down, he softly asked "What happened, Ishita? Why are you here? Alone? Like this?"

"I am tired, Raman." He blinked at her sincere tone "I am tired of waiting. I am tired of listening to my friends sex life. I am tired of regretting not being adventurous like them. I am tried of still having my virginity intact."

"So I have decided, I am losing it tonight. So why not with this handsome stranger?" He was blank as she utter those words.

But now that he thought about it, its been 6 months since their marriage. A marriage they did just for his daughter. And before that too she was single. Of course she had sexual desires even though the society thinks of otherwise.

And there was no denying he did too. But maybe because he knew the pain of being cheated on, he just took help from himself or dome good work out.

"Ishita, you deserve your first time to be special. With someone who means well. Who is willing to teach you. Not some one night stands." He uttered softly. He regretted loosing his to some egoistic bitch in college and he didn't want the same for her, to someone whom she is nothing but a good f*** and just another number.

"You don't understand Raman. I am not like you, hot, desirable. I am simple, lame, boring, so . . . so behenji. No one is going to do anything out of the box for me." Her words pinched his heart may be because some months ago he had used the same words for her. But he knew better now.

"I would." He was surprised by his own confession but added with determination "I will."

"Really?" Her hopeful voice pinched his heart. It was as if she had believed she deserved nothing.

With a small peak on her forehead, he promised himself to change that.

*****

I had started this one thinking to add some smut. Something hot. But as usual it turned so emotional, so angsty.

But whatever.

Its the 50th. And wow I made it. We made  it.

Congratulations everyone 🎉🎉

Regards
~Gia

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