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Was that all a dream?
“Did you sleep well?” His voice was husky, yet he was talking to her like nothing had happened the night before. Was it not a big deal for him? Has he done this with other women? Stung by jealousy, she murmured a yes and quickly went to the bathroom.
The thoughts that swarmed her and the sensations that still tantalized her were conflicting. She spent more time than necessary in the bathroom to clear her head. She remembered how it all started, and she was caught in the act of questioning herself when the door to the bathroom opened. She still could not figure out why she had reacted so irrationally when the woman approached her with her so-called request.
She looked up and met his eyes through the mirror as she stood in front of it. She stayed rooted to her spot as he walked over to where she was, all the while holding her gaze. With their eyes locked, he slowly lowered his lips to her cheek. She closed her eyes, unable to handle the maddening emotions.
Sanjana stood still, and just when she thought he was going to pull away, she felt his hands on her shoulders. Before she knew it, she was being flipped, lifted off the floor, and seated on the vanity facing him. Shaken up by his invasive stance, she asked in a rather weak voice, “Jai, what are you doing?”
One end of his mouth twisted up and a wicked grin formed. “Making sure you don’t avoid me again just because we kissed last night.” There was a lot more than kissing that happened. She lowered her eyes, heat creeping up her cheeks, her mind fighting hard to find a way out of the awkward situation.
Think, Sanjana. Think hard. You cannot avoid him for another nine months.
Something went off in her head, and she couldn’t think of anything else to say. She managed to look up into his eyes. “I wasn’t trying to avoid you. I was just… and we kissed last night and… other things too and…” Her voice faded as she wondered where they would proceed with the contract from there.
She didn’t know what to convey. Should she tell him they should stop with the kisses and other things? There was no denying she totally enjoyed every bit of the previous night, but it was a bad idea.
He stepped back before she could finish her thoughts. “Let’s talk after breakfast. Come join me when you’re ready.” With those words, he disappeared behind the door, leaving her lost.
He was acting extremely cool like nothing happened. So maybe, she should play along.
Shortly after, she stepped out of the bathroom, pulling her messy hair into a ponytail. He wasn’t in the large dining room where she had a view from the loft from the top level. The only other place left was the patio, and she headed straight there, telling herself not to bring up her stupid idea that had popped in her head earlier, one where they would settle on a way to even the kissing score.
A score of kisses or the other things that she experienced?
A judgmental voice from deep within told her she was being sneaky because she really wanted to be kissed again. Don’t do anything stupid was the warning. But she was convinced they had to continue with the kisses so it became less awkward when they had to kiss in public.
She loudly pushed open the patio door, causing him to look up from the magazine he was skimming through. “Jai, we need to talk.” She couldn’t understand why was she being so desperate to return the favor.
He closed the magazine he was reading and set it on the coffee table in front of him. “Come. Sit.” He gestured for her to take a seat across from him.
She quickly sat, unsure of how much time they would have before the staff showed up with their breakfast. She lowered her voice and said, “Jai, the party last night, I overreacted and ruined your evening, and I want to make it up to you. We should go out again tonight.”
Stop trying to kiss him. Forget what happened. The pragmatic voice was insistent.
After a long stare, he nodded. “How do you think going out to a party would be making it up to me if I didn’t enjoy being there?” He chuckled and added, “I was glad you said you wanted to leave.”
Her heart dropped when she realized she had no way to recreate the previous night and told herself it was acting purely out of guilt and nothing else. “I guess I… I do agree the people were different.” She shrugged like she was not affected by what happened the night before when her body strummed just at the thought of it. “I thought the location of the party was nice.” She didn’t really remember anything about the club that was reserved for the private party.
He kept their gaze locked and leaned forward, a flicker of something new in his eyes. “Okay, if you say so.” He smirked.
Heat swept over her cheeks, and she looked away. “Okay.” Something else came to mind as it raced. “I could tell you were having a lot of fun with my encounter with the woman last night.”
He nodded, his lips pressed together. “I will say I was amused.”
She threw him a mock glare and debated if she should drop the conversation and continue to pretend that what happened the night before didn’t affect her, especially when he was making it sound like it was not a big deal.
“Well, maybe if you insist we go back to the same club, we could.” She could not believe the words he said. She would go out with him, play the role of a good wife, maybe kiss him a little and call it a night. It would free herself of the guilt of ruining his evening and show that she can be casual about what happened between them. At least, that’s how she rationalized it.
“That would…” Her voice trailed off when she heard the knock on the patio door before the staff stepped in with the food. She was relieved she’d have more time to think through what she wanted by going out with him again. There was no denying the excitement at the thought of repeating what they did the previous night,sansthe woman with the indecent proposal.
Sanjana did not raise her eyes as if she had to inspect every bite of her food. She didn’t want to continue the conversation and hoped he wouldn’t bring it up.
“We are good now. You may leave.” It was an instruction to the staff on the patio, and that made a shiver pass through her that she would be left alone with him again. She slowly looked up to say thank you to the staff before lowering her eyes again. A few moments later, he cleared his throat. “Let me know when you’d like to go.” Her eyes flew up to him, and he held her gaze for a long moment. “I look forward to another night of fun.”
What did he mean by that? At the club or their after-party at the penthouse?
Her breath was trapped in her throat as she looked at him, unable to respond immediately. Her mind was reeling with the conflict, and before she got into the trenches with the thoughts, she said, “Yes, it was.”
