02-02-2020, 08:21 PM
"Beauty as well as brains." Akaash had remarked sincerely to which Sejal said genuine heartfelt thanks.
It was obvious that the two were starting to share more than a conversation though neither was saying or doing anything about it. Half way through the flight, the cabin lights were dimmed to allow the passengers to sleep, but neither Sejal nor Akaash were feeling that desire.
When the flight hit turbulence again, Akaash immediately went into his panic mode, but this time Sejal held his hand in hers and for the first time in his life, Akaash could feel his anxiety going down. Sejal gently rubbed his hand with her fingers and his breathing slowed.
"It's ok," she whispered gently and Akaash opened his eyes and saw Sejal looking at him. She was not judging him as a coward, she was not making fun of him, and she was not belittling him. He realized that she was looking at him though the eyes of comfort, and caring. Her eyes were kind and nurturing, and while the plane was being rocked from side to side, Akaash felt nothing but peace flow through him.
Without turning his eyes away from hers, he gently lifted her hand still holding his own, and placed a soft kiss on her fingers.
"Thank you." Akaash said.
"You're welcome," Sejal replied kindly.
"I'm sorry I wasn't making a pass at you," Akaash suddenly stammered, "it's just that I've never been this comfortable in turbulence before."
"I understand, so please don't apologize," Sejal replied. She noticed that Akaash was still holding her hand and was now gently caressing it. She didn't mind at all, and was surprised that she was actually welcoming his touch. Akaash hands were strong yet they had a softness that made her shiver. Sejal was really attracted to his man and it was an unexpected experience for her.
Akaash was also feeling mixed emotions. He was touched and impressed by Sejal. He wanted to continue to behave like a gentleman but he also wanted to give into his desire to express his undeniable attracted to his woman. He turned his head and saw her looking at him. Her _expression was one that he was feeling. He leaned forward a little. She followed suite.
It was obvious that the two were starting to share more than a conversation though neither was saying or doing anything about it. Half way through the flight, the cabin lights were dimmed to allow the passengers to sleep, but neither Sejal nor Akaash were feeling that desire.
When the flight hit turbulence again, Akaash immediately went into his panic mode, but this time Sejal held his hand in hers and for the first time in his life, Akaash could feel his anxiety going down. Sejal gently rubbed his hand with her fingers and his breathing slowed.
"It's ok," she whispered gently and Akaash opened his eyes and saw Sejal looking at him. She was not judging him as a coward, she was not making fun of him, and she was not belittling him. He realized that she was looking at him though the eyes of comfort, and caring. Her eyes were kind and nurturing, and while the plane was being rocked from side to side, Akaash felt nothing but peace flow through him.
Without turning his eyes away from hers, he gently lifted her hand still holding his own, and placed a soft kiss on her fingers.
"Thank you." Akaash said.
"You're welcome," Sejal replied kindly.
"I'm sorry I wasn't making a pass at you," Akaash suddenly stammered, "it's just that I've never been this comfortable in turbulence before."
"I understand, so please don't apologize," Sejal replied. She noticed that Akaash was still holding her hand and was now gently caressing it. She didn't mind at all, and was surprised that she was actually welcoming his touch. Akaash hands were strong yet they had a softness that made her shiver. Sejal was really attracted to his man and it was an unexpected experience for her.
Akaash was also feeling mixed emotions. He was touched and impressed by Sejal. He wanted to continue to behave like a gentleman but he also wanted to give into his desire to express his undeniable attracted to his woman. He turned his head and saw her looking at him. Her _expression was one that he was feeling. He leaned forward a little. She followed suite.
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