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She drops her head back on my chest. “God, you are so damn stubborn,” Alisha complains but I can hear the smile in her voice.

“No, I am not. My sentiments for you will never diminish. Nothing and nobody can stop my love for you from growing; not even you.”

“I think I better go before you distract me with your sweet talks,” she says, as she lifts herself from me.

However, I reach for her arm and tug her back against my chest.

“I love you,” I whisper against her lips and give her a chaste kiss.

She pulls back and beams at me. “I love you too.” I can’t get enough of how good it feels to finally be able to have her back where I wanted her. She makes me happy like nobody else. “Good night, Hubby,” she says with one last quick peck on my lips. She then jumps out of bed, slips into her clothes, and walks out of the door without saying anything.

No words are needed; she knows we are meant to be. I watch her go with a happy grin on my face as I know she would be just as desperate to be with me as I am. I fall back on the bed, my eyes clouded with dreams.

Dreams of us together. Forever.

Chapter 24

Alisha

“I can see you sitting there, plotting something in that beautiful head of yours.” Ranveer’s voice startles me, but I continue to look out of the window, struggling to regain my composure while he drives through the busy streets.

I hate that he can read my mind, making it difficult for me to keep anything away from him. “I need to get back to Mom and Dad in a day or two, now that Grandpa is fine,” I huff. My phone has been blowing up with Dad’s calls and messages, insisting I come back.

“Alisha,” he calls my name softly. I turn my head in his direction as he urges, “I think you need to come back home with me.”

“We spoke about it,” I say, as I look away from him, out of the car window, and blindly gaze at the vehicles passing by. The past few days have been euphoric as we made love every single night and talked our hearts out, strengthening our bond. Thankfully, Mili slept like a log, so there was no issue. Now staying away from him will be hard. I can’t tell how desperate I am to get back home with him but I am holding myself. I want to ease my parents, and more importantly, Mili, with the idea of Ranveer and me together.

“We did speak, but that doesn’t mean we can’t rework on it.” His voice doesn’t hide his despair; I am not thrilled either. I know I’m overthinking, but I worry about what my parents’ opinion would be. Especially now that they have a grandchild to accept, which is not mine.

“You agreed to give me time,” I remind him as he continues to drive to Rewa’s house.

“Not one of my fine decisions,” he grumbles, clutching the steering wheel.

I glare at him. “You really going to be stubborn about it and will make sure you get what you want.”

“Maybe.” His face breaks into a grin as I narrow my eyes at him. He is still concentrating on the road while he grabs my hand and brings it to his lips. “I hate staying away from you.”

“Oh, I think I can manage just fine without you,” I mock and bite my lower lip to keep myself from laughing.

His head jerks to me briefly and notices my eyes dance with mischief before he turns his attention back to the road. “You are so going to pay for messing with me right now.”

“Jokes apart, I am serious, Ranveer, about giving this some time. I can’t move back to your house right now.” He pulls into the driveway of Rewa’s house.

“Our house,Sweetheart,” he corrects me as he continues, “Why are you not able to get it that it’s going to be a torture for me to go back home and not have you there?”

“I understand that completely. Trust me, it’s a tough call for me as well. But I can’t come home with you till my parents are not hundred percent convinced with our decision. I don’t want to upset them. We need to slow…” I don’t get to complete my sentence because he wraps his hands around my wrist and pulls me to him, making me yelp, “Ranveer!”

“Wifey, I sleep like shit when you are not in my bed and need you in my space, next to me,” he utters with a pensive look in his eyes.

I am overwhelmed by the emotion as I peer into his eyes. “I am just asking for a few days, that’s all. I promise to make it up to you.”

“Fine,” he huffs. The defeat in his eyes pulls at my heartstrings. “I give you that, but I will hold you to that promise,” he says, kissing me. “I hate to say this, but I have to go to work.”

“Have a good day.”

“It won’t be good without you, but I’ll somehow manage to get through the day.” He kisses me one last time. I open the door and step out of the car while he pulls down the window.

“Miss you,” I smile, waving at him.

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