Part 3 : His Move
She entered his house and many clothes were laying everywhere. Something she expected from a bachelor. Yet, what caught her eyes are the number of religious statues and pictures in the hall. Is he that pious? She excused herself to got to the washroom, that is when she crossed the prayer alter, it is a huge alter with all the god and goddess you would find in a general Indian house.
Her illusionary overthinking cap came on, the conclusion was simple; this was his family's house before they moved to another district so he has the house to himself.
Walking back to the hall, he stood before her shirtless and looking out the window. It was a common sight to her.
Walking back to the hall, he stood before her shirtless and looking out the window. It was a common sight to her.
She is born with many males in her house so a shirtless man wasn't a big deal to her.
Suddenly, he asked her without looking at her "Shall I open and show you?"
What the hell is he talking about? "she asked "Open what?" he placed his hands on his pants and grinned at her. "Seriously, stop fooling around, Thil"
He pushed open the door next to him. She released a huge sigh and smiled, thought to herself; that was a good one. The room looked dark cooling. He gestured her to have a look inside. She took a few steps and saw a huge cozy sofa in it, then there was a huge television. In her heart, OMG! there is no reason to go to the movie if I had this every day. She obviously, didn't show him the amazement.
Positioning herself on the sofa and placing her legs on the leg rest she felt so relaxed. He then turned on the asked her what she wished to watch. She said any song clips will do, he passed the remote controller to her and excused himself to take a shower.
Her eyes started exploring every part of the room, it was sound proved, and it's done very creatively. The lighting was a good choice as well. May not be of her choice but it works well.
A few minutes later, he was back with a towel in his hand wiping his face, he had another towel wrapped around his waist, she noticed water was still dripping from his hair as he sat next to her.
"Your hair is soaking wet?" She took the towel from his hand told him to come closer, started drying his hair. He did as she said without second thoughts.
Why am I doing this? how come he is letting me do this? we are still stranger, aren't we? the flow of thoughts crossed her mind. She ignored it and completed her task. Once done, he picked up the remote and changed the channel to some local songs.
She didn't mind it at all because she knew his choices are good and similar to hers. Some local romantic songs started playing, she was new to it, yet she seemed to like it. He layback stared at the screen for a few minutes, they both said nothing.
A scene of a similar situation came on, the only difference was the guy had his hand over the girl's shoulder. She sighed lightly, as if he understood immediately, his hands stretched out behind her. She was looking forward to it, she moved closer to him and placed her head on the front of his right shoulder; he embraced her.
Being fresh out of shower his body was cold and she was hot, it felt perfect. Both their heart beat faster than normal but she could hear his heart beating faster every minute, to ease him she hugged him like a pillow and he pulled her tighter. She closed her eyes to sense the feeling completely. They remained that way for a few minutes and continued watching the videos and commenting about it.
"Hey, I think we should get going if we want to come back early," she said.
Yet, neither moved from the position they were in for a few more minutes. Then she slowly moved away and he went to get dressed. She watched him as he walked out the door and smiled to herself. How am I attracted to a guy like him? he is shorter than, me smaller too, definitely not the type she would choose to be with. What is it about him that makes me smile? something to ponder upon later.
She switched off everything in the room as he was getting dressed. She walked out to see him deciding which t-shirt to wear. She just stood and watched to see if he chooses the one that she likes without telling him which it was. He did and turn to see her smiling, he asked her what she was smiling at. She said nothing and turned and walked away.
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