Suhasini’s eyes were wide as Nihaal’s thick lips pressed against hers. He loosened his grip on her arm and gently ran his fingertips up Suhaini’s arm – they were soft and cool. Suhasini shivered slightly and the eyes became less wide as the shock was slowly being replaced with a different sensation.
Nihaal stepped away from Suhasini and looked at her as she stood too stunned to react, her face expressionless. He glanced at her, the desire to kiss her again and again deepening inside Nihaal. The desire was taking over and Nihaal knew it.
‘You should not conclude that the physical side of a relationship is worthless, just like that’, he said.
‘But…’, only word she could say. Nihaal knew it was that there was no revulsion and reached out for her hand once again.
‘What if someone came…’ she mustered.
‘No one will’, assured Nihaal.
‘The damned Punch…I am too much drunk’, said Suhasini.