Nikhil's POV:

What the fuck is wrong with me? Are you telling me that I came so hard like a fucking teenager just from dry humping Saanvi?

Oh god she must be thinking of me as a pervert. Urgh.

But I'd be lying if I said that it wasn't just so damn euphoric. I swear I never came this hard ever, and with her even that dry hump felt like a full blown sex.

What the heck is wrong with me??

But why does this feel right if this is so wrong? Are bhai and bhabhi right, do I really have feelings for Saanvi?

Shaking my thoughts, I showered again and wrapped a towel around me. When I came out, she was there already dressed up.

"I..I will make the breakfast you come quickly" saying she literally sprint out of the room

I can smell the food being cooked. When I went outside, I saw Saanvi preparing coffee, so as not to make things awkward, I take our plates to the dining.

She came after a minute and handed me my coffee. Did I tell you people that she makes a really good coffee? Oh, she does. It's not like the ones I usually have, but her's have the right amount of caffeine and sugar.

The bell rang, so she moved there, but her foot came between the legs of the table, and she landed directly on my lap.

Her eyes are close in fear, and she looks so cute.

Her expression reminds me of our first meet. She had the same expression back then as well.

I removed hairs from her face and her eyes opened ever so slowly. Her eyes. Her damn honey eyes always force me to drown in them. Her cheeks flush red making her more beautiful.

Before I could do anything the bell rang again, and she quickly got up and opened the door.

"Yes?" She asked and her eyes widened.

"Hi Saanu" my head snapped in the direction of the door. There stood a boy leaning on the doorframe.

"OMG Nakshhh" Saanvi screamed in excitement and in a blink of my eye she was lounged on that man. WHAT THE FUCK!

The man laughed and encircled his hands around her waist. This man better take his hands off Saanvi or else I won't mind chopping off his hands.

"When did you come and why didn't you tell me" she frowned with a pout.

That shitpiece, Naksh laughed and kissed her temple. HOW DARE HE!!! My hold tightened around the fork, to control myself from doing anything.

"If I would have told you then how would I have gotten this reaction from you" she punched him on his stomach making him laugh more. She also joined him.

"Leave it come in, I made your favourite" she held his arm and pulled him inside the house

"Khandvi? Damn girl I told you we have a heart connection" my jaw clenched and only I know how I am controlling myself my hitting him like a shit.

"Yesssss" she pulled out a seat for him and he settled giving her a dimple wali smile. She pinched his dimple and went inside the kitchen.

Now that she is gone, he looks at me with an amused expression while I just glare at him.

He chuckles, "Hi I am Naksh Singhania" he forwarded his hand "Nikhil Verma" I shook hands with him.

"Here is your khandvi" she put the plate in front of him.

I frown and look at my plate. Why is his plate decorated and mine is simple. Is he really that special to her?

"Did I ever tell you how much I love you Saanu" he said placing his hand on his heart.

She laughed "Aww I love you too Naksh"

I choke on the bite I took and start coughing hard. WTF. She loves him? Is he her boyfriend? Does he know about all her sufferings? Did she tell him everything on her own?

"Nikhil" she rushed to my side and started rubbing my back. Naksh filled a glass of water and passed it to me. She took the glass from him and helped me in drinking.

"Are you okay?" she asked worriedly. I nod my head, still shaking from the intensity of the coughing. "God you scared me"

I looked at her face, and indeed she looks scared. Why did she get scared for me if she loves the man in front? Who is looking at us with a weird expression.

"Let's continue eating now" he suggested and she nodded.

She was about to move to the other side of the table to sit beside him, but I held her hand immediately stopping her from leaving me.

I took another bite, aware of her gaze on me. She shook her head and sat on the chair next to me. I smiled internally in victory.

She leaned towards me "Leave my hand, how will I eat"

So without leaving her hand I put the fork in front of her mouth. She looked at me flustered, her cheeks turning deepest shade of pink. she bit her lip and fuck me if I don't want to kiss her immediately.

She opened her mouth and took a bite, all while keeping an eye contact with me.

Naksh cleared his throat, making me close my eyes in frustration and her turning red. Why is he here? He shouldn't be here, especially when we both are having a moment.

Wait, what is wrong with me, why am I behaving like a caveman? It's not like I own her or something. We don't even have a relationship.... yet.

"Sorry to interrupt you guys, but Saanu I am done and gotta leave. I have to check some arrangements. "

Before she could say something, his phone rang.

He picked up the call, it was a video call "NAKSH SIR" a feminine voice roared from the call "Kaha hai aap? Mujhe yaha itni sari cheeze handle karne ke liye aap kaise chod sakte hai ha??? Mujhe yaha kuch samjh nhi aa raha hai aur aap hai ki huff"

His face turned red. I looked at my side, and Saanvi was looking at him with amusement.

"Ma'am ye lighting's kaha lagan hai" a man's voice came from behind.

"Mere sar pe laga do" the girl said "Bhaiya itni sari jagah h jaha lagana hai laga do na, mujhse mag poocho"

Damn whoever this girl is, she sounds so witty. Saanvi laughed beside me.

"Miss Shravani I know aapko mujhpe bahut gussa aa raha hai, but that doesn't mean ki aap aise bichare workers ko datengi" he chuckled.

"First of all you tell me where the fuck are you? What is so fucking important than this?"

He tusked "Seedhe seedhe boliye na ki aapko meri yaad aa rahi hai"

"Miss.. main aapko? Ab mere itne bhi bure din nhi aye jo aapke jaisi suar si shakal wale ko main Miss karu" the girl huffed.

As soon as the girl uttered those words, Saanvi couldn't hold her laughter. I also had to bite my lips to stop myself from laughing.

I like that girl already huff. This man deserves all the profanities. Huhh this man hugged Saanvi na, he deserves it.

"Damnn Naksh I never heard such words for you ever" Saanvi clutched her stomach.

"Just come back soon. I'll not be responsible for any sort of mistake laer" the girl cut the call.

Before Saanvi could ask him anything, he said, "I gotta leave, or else this girl will eat me alive."

"We should also leave, we are getting late for office" she looked at me and I nodded.

I helped her in taking the dishes to the kitchen, which the maid will wash later. He also bought the rest of the dishes.

We took our bags and then left the home. When we reached the parking, Naksh hugged Saanvi "I need to leave now but we will catch on with stuff later"

"Of course. I hope this time you are staying for a longer period" she asked, still in his arms, much to my disdain.

"Yes. Actually" he broke the hug and held her shoulders "There is a party we are hosting, why don't you both come?" he asked looking at both of us.

"What party?" she asked with excitement.

"You will know bacha" he kissed her temple "I will have a nice dress sent over for you"

"You are the best" she hugged him. "I want a maroon dress this time" she grinned ear to ear.

"So maroon it is this time" he laughed and then left.

Why will he buy a dress for her? She can buy a dress for herself, she doesn't need a dress from him? Moreover, I can buy her enough dresses, she doesn't need anyone else to buy her a dress!

I huffed and she looked at me with a weird expression.

"Why are you frowning?" she asked keeping her palm on her forehead "Are you okay Nikhil, why are you behaving weirdly"

I shook my head and moved towards our car. We settled in the car and we drove off for office.

"Who was he?" I broke the silence after sometime.

"Who? Naksh?" I nodded "Oh he is my old friend. You can say my first real friend in Mumbai" she said with a smile.

"How did you meet him?" why am I asking questions like a stupid man.

"College. He was my senior and we both just clicked" her smile looks peaceful

"So does he come to meet you often?" fuck my life.

"Yeah. Whenever he is in town we meet for sure"

"And does he buy you dresses often?"

"Yeh... wait Nikhil Verma" she pointed her fork in my direction, an amused glint in her eyes "Are you jealous?"

I rolled my eyes, but I can feel the heat creeping up my neck "Why would I be?"

"Ahh huh. Let me mark the date and time, you The Nikhil Verma is getting jealous. Oh such a human thing for you to do" she laughed.

"I do a lot of human things with you, don't I Saanvi?" I looked at her direction with a smirk.

She gulped and bit her lip, totally flustered by my sentence. "Don't want to say anything now?"

She shrugged and looked outside of the window. But I can she her pink cheeks and that little smile that plays on her lips.

Does she also feel the same as me? Is it really possible that it is a two way thing?

The rest of the ride was silent. Saanvi kept looking outside, humming to the songs whereas a storm of questions are swirling around my head.

Was I really jealous?

No no why would I be jealous, but then why was seeing her with Naksh make my blood boil? Why did my hand itch to pull her closer to me when she hugged him? Why did I want to hold her close to me and tell her that it's me she cuddles every night, it's me who kisses her every chance I get, it's me who makes her breath hitch, it's me who felt her body tremble against mine, who she dry humped this morning.

Fuck.

I tightened my grip on the steering wheel, shaking my head slightly. I look at her once, how is this little girl who is literally 9 years younger than me is able to make me lose my mind? How and when did she get such a control on me?

Damn her Honey eyes. I wonder if she knows hypnosis or black magic, cause that's what her eyes are doing to me ever since we collided at that park 5-6 weeks ago.

I thought Bengali's knew black magic, but seems like these Gujratis are also good at it.

Sighing I park my car at its designated parking. I rest my head on the headrest, closing my eyes.

What the heck is wrong with me. What am I doing? With my life and Saanvi's. 

Why does it need to be so fucked up but all I want is peace. And why the fuck does it feel so good when it is wrong???

I felt her hand on forehead. I kept my eyes closed as she gently gave me a massage.

I held her palm and gave it a peck. I can't see her but I know she is smiling, which automatically bought a smile on my face.

"What happened Nikhil?" She asked ever so softly.

I shook my head but she turned my face to her side, which made me open my eyes. She cupped my face and caressed it.

"Why are you so stressed up? Is it because of the new project?" She questioned and I shrugged.

"We're going to rock the project you know that right" I nodded.

"Wanna go out somewhere" I shook my head.

She sighed and opened her seat belt. I just looked at her. She moved towards me and straddled me.

I pushed the seat backwards to not hurt her. My hands rest on her waist and we look in each other's eye.

She leaned down, I thought she'd kiss me but instead she kissed my forehead.

She pulled her purse and took out some balm. She applied it on my forehead and started massaging it.

I leaned more into the seat and she continued her magic.

All the stress came down crashing which made my headache so badly. I didn't ever realise that I was having a headache until she started pressing my head.

Kanha ji, I don't know what relation I have with this girl. All I know is that I feel peaceful when she is near me, and I feel happy when she is around which I haven't felt in a long time.

I want her.

I know I shouldn't, but I want her.

Fuck are bhai and bhabhi right, am I really falling for her....?

I open my eyes, and all I can see in her face is worry. Maybe I'm right, she feels the same for me.

I pulled her closer, startling her, and bury my face in her neck. She chuckles and caress my hair. My hold tightened around her, and I pulled her more into me.

I said na, I feel peace with her near me.

To be continued...