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He shrugged. “You let me know if you change your mind.” His statement was casual, but she wondered if he meant something else. Nevertheless, she was somewhat convinced she had to return the fun favor for him. It was her own compulsion to somehow even out physical activity. Was it because she secretly wanted more of him? Didn’t she get enough the night before?
“Last night was… I don’t know how it happened and…” Her voice trailed off, and she couldn’t get her words out. It was as if her every thought was fighting her, forcing her to give in to her need to have one more night of fun and call it even.
Once and done! Avoice urged from deep within, and she accepted. It was futile putting up a fight she was not winning.
“We should enjoy the place. It was good,” she said, looking at him. She was shaking all over, and it took her a few moments to realize it was the sheer excitement of going out alone with him again.
“Good, we can stop at the restaurant you like for a quick bite and then go to the club,” he said, his tone casual as if it was no big deal what happened between them while she shuddered with anticipation at the chance they could make out again.
It’s just making out, and remember it was a lot of fun for you.
“Okay, I’ll go shower.” She got up and left as if she was worried she would say or do something she’d regret. As she eagerly ran up the stairs, excited about what was about to happen, part of her chastised herself for what she wanted to do. She was still rationalizing her plan to seduce her husband as a way to even out the score in her mind.
As she stepped into the bathroom, she stopped when she caught the image of her cheeks flushed and a wide grin on her face. “Don’t look at me like that. It’s not wrong to want to make out with my husband, and you know he is hot,” she said to her reflection before stepping into the shower.
The water felt warm against her heated body as she washed off the soreness in her muscles. She was halfway through washing her body when she felt movement outside the shower. Looking through the foggy glass, she knew it was Jai, and for a strange reason, she wasn’t alarmed.
In all the months they were married, he never once walked into the bathroom while she was in the shower. She smiled at the thought that there was a possibility he wanted her as much as she wanted him, and it was perfectly reasonable for her to want to kiss him.
Why did he come into the bathroom? Was he going to walk into the shower to join her? The thought was terrifying and exciting at the same time. When she didn’t see or feel movement again, she quickly washed off and wrapped a toweling robe around her before opening the shower door.
She stepped out to find him leaning against the vanity, sipping coffee, as if in wait for her. Just the memory of his lips on her made her want more. Her hair was up in a knot, her skin slightly damp as she walked toward him, fully intending to take every opportunity to settle the score in her mind. But it was her body that was driving her.
His eyes swept over her lazily as he sipped on his coffee, and when she got closer, he placed the mug on the marble counter next to him. She surprised herself when she walked up to him, no words exchanged, and went directly for the kill with a kiss to his lips.
She snaked her fingers into his hair, pulling his head lower as she went on her toes to meet his mouth. Initially, his lips were a bit tentative, but she coaxed them into engaging with hers. The thrills she felt only intensified with every kiss and how he touched her. His mouth was warm, and she tasted delicious coffee on his lips.
She moaned when he cupped her bottom and brought her body against his, and she swore she felt him hard against her belly. Unless she imagined it, she knew he was excited too. The kiss was so intense she thought she was going to lose herself in it with just the way their lips melded in a hot engagement.
Her body shuddered with the now-familiar need, and just as she was hoping he would touch her the way he did, he pulled back, making her eyes flutter open. Their breathing was faster, but he shook his head. “Sorry, I… I got to take this phone call.”
What call? Did his phone ring?
She was too shaken up to say anything but blankly stared at him as he rushed to get his phone. “We have reservations for dinner at seven tonight,” he called out as he took the call.
She leaned on the vanity for support, catching her breath. What was that? Was he there to take a shower as soon as she was done, and she straight-up kissed him? Embarrassment hit her, and she slapped her forehead with her palm. She had no idea why she was still breathless minutes after he pulled away from her.
How the heck was she supposed to face him when she tried to seduce him when he was just there finishing his coffee? Especially when every inch of her body demanded his touch.
Chapter 20
“Sanjana, can you be a bit more present at my pre-engagement party?” her cousin, Vanita, asked, laughing. She was shaken out of her delirious state, lost in her thoughts. It had been a week since the hungry-explorations night at his penthouse.
Why the heck was she thinking about him?
“She’s been checked out since the time she left the palace,” Deepika teased as she helped their cousin with her makeup for the girls’ night out. “I think she misses her prince and the fierce moments of passion they share.
The group of women broke into a burst of loud laughter, but Sanjana could only smile and continued with the task of making a garland. Her sister and cousins were not wrong in saying she was checked out—she had been since the night at the penthouse.
The night she had hoped to settle the score by kissing him back, maybe attempting to make it fun for him, it just did not happen. The following night they spent at the penthouse with her hurling her stomach out because she drank a bit too much. She took an extra shot of tequila in hopes of having a bold night, and she ended up going to bed hugging a bowl. The night was filled with disappointment of not settling the score, the embarrassment of her puking in front of him, and yet she saw the sweetest side of the man she was married to. Fake married, but there was nothing fake about how well he took care of her when he could have easily had one of the staff members do so.
Back at the palace, it was business as usual like nothing ever happened. He kissed her temple every day but nothing else, and it drove her nuts.
“Sanjana, stop looking so sad. Isn’t your husband coming tomorrow morning to the engagement party?” Deepika was not letting her get away easily, and she felt guilty about being checked out.
She shook away her delirious and random thoughts and said, “Who said I was thinking about Jai? I was thinking of what drinking games we could play at the club tonight.”
“Nice try,” one of her cousins teased, but Sanjana was glad the topic moved on from her and her prince. However, her thoughts went back to him. She felt guilty about not being fully present in the room, but she could not help it.
