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They made love again, and again, like they feared the night would steal the magic away with the rising sun.
By the time dawn crept in through the curtains, their bodies lay tangled and spent beneath the sheets. Limbs heavy, skin slick, breath uneven, but hearts full. So full, it felt like the love between them had rewritten something inside.
Aanya, half-asleep and blissfully sore, let her fingers lace with his as they finally drifted into sleep, wrapped in each other, and in a love that had finally found its forever.
CHAPTER 36
Yacht – Next Morning
“Good morning,” Aanya whispered near his ear.
Reyansh stirred at the sound of her voice, his eyes fluttering open to the sight of his wife sitting beside him on the bed. She was wrapped in the same robe he had hastily grabbed for her last night, to wear after making love. Her hair was tousled, her cheeks were still flushed, and she had a glow that made her look both angelic and wildly irresistible.
God, it was so easy to love her. Even though she had once been a challenge, a mystery, he had come to realize that all she ever wanted from him was what he was finally ready to give:love, respect, and commitment.
“Damn,” he cursed under his breath, suddenly remembering something. “I was supposed to wake up before you.”
He leaned back against the headboard and tugged her into his arms.
“Why shouldyoube the only one giving me surprises? I owe you a few too.”
“You are a surprise package yourself,” he said, grinning as he nuzzled her cheek. “That’s more than enough for me.”
She giggled as he tickled her with his nose.
“Are you alright?” he asked, his eyes searching hers. “I mean… last night was—”
“Never felt better,” Aanya interrupted, nestling closer.
“Liar,” he smirked, unconvinced.
She sighed, pouting before finally admitting, “Well, if you really want to know the truth, then my back is hurting.”
His brows pinched. “Want a quick massage?”
He reached for her but she laughed and quickly slipped off the bed.
“No thanks.”
“What the—?” he groaned in mock frustration.
“We’re getting late, Rey. Our families are probably waiting for us at the hotel. We should head back.”
Reyansh crossed his arms like a stubborn child. “I want my wife all to myself today. I’m not going anywhere.”
Aanya widened her eyes, then shrugged dramatically. “Fine. Stay here with Jack. I’m leaving.”
She walked to the mirror to brush her hair, only to be stopped by Reyansh’s arms sliding around her from behind.
“You’ll be leavingtomorrow,” he said, his tone suddenly serious.
Aanya’s face fell. “I know. I wish I could stay back too, but—”
“I know,” he interrupted gently, turning her to face him. “But I have a solution. Wecanstay together.”
She blinked, confused.
“What solution? You’ve got work here in Cape Town and in India. I have almost three months left to complete my project in California. How exactly do we stay together through that?”
