***Sahana's P. O. V***

Stifling my giggles, I started to walk backwards, trying to make out any noise from outside the door - he won't be trying out the same technique of trying to get me out like today morning right?!

I sat down on Arush's bed, facing the door and giggled, wondering what he's planning. I had locked the door properly but well what if he had another key to this room that he could use to unlock that door?!

Blood rose to my cheeks at the possibility of what all could happen if Arush did enter the room somehow, and I bit my lip in anticipation.

My bottom lip was swollen thanks to Arush's antics and blushing, I ran my index finger along the lip and felt the swollen lip which was tingling and yearning for his lips.

"Thinking about me are we?" came his voice and my heart jumped to my throat and I got up, looking towards the door - it was closed, just as I had left it.

No!! How could he be here?! Was he some sort of a super hero with the power of teleportation?!

He's surely the super hero who conquered my heart!!

"Grumpy old grandpa am I?" Arush asked and before I could turn towards the source of the voice, I felt his warm strong hand enclose upon my wrist, tugging at me.

And the next moment, I was flat on my back, on his soft bed, looking up at his upside-down face and could just make out a smirk on his handsome face.

Uh-oh!!

Arush quickly got onto the bed and pinning both my hands above my head on the bed, he knealed with his legs on either side of me, and bent down so that his face was inches away from mine...

With my heart hammering against my rib cage and my breath hitching in my throat, I looked into his eyes.

All the mischief had vanished from his eyes and he was looking intently at me, with nothing but adoration, making me smile up at him.

"If I'm a grump old grandpa, then you're a grumpy old grandma...after all, you're going to be my wife" he breathed, his eyes promising the words his mouth had just uttered.

We looked at each other for a long while, in total silence, before he intertwined his fingers with mine and kissed my lips softly.

Letting go off my hands and my lips, Arush straightened, sitting on my stomach but not putting even a milligram of weight on me.

Lost in thought about him and me... our future, I began toying with the edge of his shirt and Arush would occasionally bend down to kiss my forehead or peck my lips, making me smile every time he did that.

***

It was a long time before both of us got up from the bed and headed down from his room.

With his arm around my shoulder, his fingers occasionally brushing the side of my neck and his lips occasionally brushing against my temple, we went to the living room and sat down on the living room sofa, in silence.

I came out of my thoughts when Arush started peppering kisses along my neck.

I bit my lip, remembering how he'd begun this sweet torture on my neck back in my room when all of a sudden, Arush stopped.

Feeling disappointed at the loss of his warm lips from my neck, I turned to face him, but he was looking at my neck with a weird expression on his face.

"What?" I asked, raising my eyebrow.

"What's this?" He asked, touching a spot on my neck, making my toes curl up in pleasure.

"Uh oh" he exclaimed loudly making me forget everything and turn to look at him.

"Now don't be mad at me but.... remember how we...what I did earlier at your place...with the neck..?!" He asked, looking both proud and a little nervous.

"Yes..." My voice trailed off as I remembered that intimate moment with him and blushing automatically.

"Well, there's a mark ..." He began, blushing as much as I had done a few moments ago.

"Don't tell me there's a hickey?!" I asked, my heart skipping a beat at the prospect of the love bite...the kind of ones I'd seen on Riya after her weekend away with Kabir...the kind of ones Riya would fret about as she tried to hide it from her family.

Horror shot through me as Arush hesitantly said "yes" and I got lost in thought as to how I'd face my family now...what if someone finds out?!

Holy fuck!! How do I hide it?!

"What does Riya use to hide these when Kabir gives them to her?" Arush asked, as though reading my mind.

"Usually when she frets about such visible hickeys I don't listen to her, and continue to lecture her instead as to why she let him do that..." I began as I tried to recall at least one conversation with my best friend about the same...

And then it hit me "concealer" I squealed in excitement.

"What?" Arush asked, bewildered.

"Riya...she used to use a concealer....I've seen her using a concealer to cover up the hickeys she'd get" I said happily, feeling exceptionally relieved.

"So the mark will get completely hidden?" Arush asked, looking as happy as I felt.

"Yup" I said, beaming at him.

"Good" Arush said before he started peppering kisses along my neck, a little below the previous hickey.

"What..the...." I stuttered, my mind in conflict with my body which was aching for him.

"You said the mark will get hidden completely, so I can resume my work" he breathed against my neck before resuming his work.

"but....still.." I said, which came out as a moan.

"Don't you like it?" He asked, feigning hurt, his smirking lips giving him away.

I had just opened my mouth to answer him, when we heard voices from outside the main door, before it swung wide open.

Oh holy fuck!!

To be continued...