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His smile widened. “That doesn’t sound like you are complaining.”
Siya stared at him for a moment before a reluctant smile tugged at the corner of her lips, because he was right. This kind of fatigue was far better than any recharging she had imagined. But she wasn’t going to tell him that. Her fingers curled into his hair at the nape of his neck.
“You have managed to exhaust me on the first night itself, RK.”
He brushed his nose with hers. “And we still have several days left. Trust me, when we get back to RK Estate, you’ll be completely recharged to resume all your responsibilities again.”
Her eyes widened slightly. “You are impossible.”
“I’m serious.” He raised himself before hovering over her again, pinning her beneath his weight. “This is the only therapy we both need. Once we get back, Rudra and Riya are going to take up all our time. So let’s just make the most of it here.”
“And never stop,” she purred, closing her eyes as he nipped and kissed along her neck.
There was something almost boyish in the satisfaction that spread across his face. Something only she ever got to see. Siya opened her eyes again when he moved lower, his lips lingering over the small scar on her lower abdomen, the one she had carried with her since giving birth to the twins.
Her pregnancy had been normal until the final three weeks. Then, everything had changed. Her blood pressure had suddenly risen, and the doctors had become concerned about the twins’ position and her condition. What was supposed to be a few more weeks of waiting had turned into an emergency. The doctors had recommended an early C-section, and the hours that followed had been filled with tests, hurried consultations, and the kind of uncertainty that could make even the strongest person lose control.
Raghav had nearly lost his mind.
The entire family had been there. Everyone had tried to reassure him. Everyone had told him that Siya and the babies were in the best possible hands.
But none of it had worked.
He had paced the hospital corridor, refused to sit for more than a few seconds, and barely heard a word anyone said to him. The man who had faced danger without blinking had been reduced to a husband terrified that the woman he loved might not walk out of that operating room the same way she had walked into it.
And when the twins had finally been born, when he had been allowed to see Siya, something inside him had broken. He had cried. Because he knew that she had endured pain he could never take away from her.
Even years later, that scar remained a reminder of everything she had gone through to bring their children into the world. And somehow, Raghav had never stopped loving it.
Siya’s fingers slipped gently through his hair as he looked up at her for a moment before pressing another tender kiss over the scar.
His eyes held hers.
“It’s just a scar,” she said softly.
Raghav shook his head. “No. It’s not just a scar, Siya. It’s a memory,” he murmured. “Every time I look at it, I remember how close I came to losing my entire world. This scar will always be beautiful to me. Because it gave me the two precious children who made you a mother and me a father.”
Siya’s expression softened as his thumb brushed lightly over her skin before she pulled him back up.
“From my redemption to this escape, this has been the most beautiful phase of my life,” he said, kissing the top of her head. “And it wouldn’t have been this memorable without you.”
Her teasing expression disappeared. Siya touched his cheek. “Only you can turn a very romantic moment into an emotional one.”
He smiled. “I love you.”
Her eyes held his. “I love you too, RK.”
He kissed her slowly. Her arms slipped around him as she pulled him closer. When Raghav finally lifted his head, Siya looked at him with a small, knowing smile.
“So,” she whispered, “are you planning to let me sleep tonight?”
He considered the question for a moment.
“No. Because we might have come here for an escape, but you, Mrs. Siya Raghav Kundra, cannot escape me. Ever.”
She stared at him for a moment, the softness in her eyes slowly turning into something warmer. Then she reached up, caught the back of his neck and pulled him down into another kiss.
“I’ve no such plans either,” she whispered between their kisses.
