22-08-2025, 01:55 PM
The room was quiet for a beat after Meghana’s grand proclamation,
The silence only broken by Varnika’s fading giggles and the faint hum of music from the speaker.
Then Varnika leaned forward, narrowing her eyes with mock suspicion.
“Wait a second… you can’t just say it and not expect him to do it.”
“That’s like announcing biryani and serving plain rice.”
Meghana stretched out lazily on the couch, her legs curling beneath her as she took a sip of her wine,
Utterly in control. “Hmm… you’re right. A ceremony isn’t complete without the… ritual.”
Abhi shot her an exasperated look. “You two are unbelievable.”
Varnika grinned, biting her lip in that playful way she always did.
“Oh no, mister. Rules are rules. You heard the priestess herself.” She pointed dramatically to Meghana.
“She said: Now the boyfriend may kiss the girlfriend.”
Meghana tilted her head, a glint of wicked delight in her eyes.
“Well, Abhi… are you going to follow through? Or should I revoke your boyfriend license before it even begins?”
Varnika gasped theatrically, clutching her chest.
“No! Don’t revoke it. He’s my only one-month trial!”
Abhi ran a hand through his hair, caught between their laughter and the molten tension simmering beneath.
His pulse raced as Varnika shifted closer,
Her grin softening into something more daring, her eyes locked on his.
“Well?” she whispered, her breath brushing against his cheek,
Sending a flutter of heat straight to his core. “Are you going to make it official?”
The silence only broken by Varnika’s fading giggles and the faint hum of music from the speaker.
Then Varnika leaned forward, narrowing her eyes with mock suspicion.
“Wait a second… you can’t just say it and not expect him to do it.”
“That’s like announcing biryani and serving plain rice.”
Meghana stretched out lazily on the couch, her legs curling beneath her as she took a sip of her wine,
Utterly in control. “Hmm… you’re right. A ceremony isn’t complete without the… ritual.”
Abhi shot her an exasperated look. “You two are unbelievable.”
Varnika grinned, biting her lip in that playful way she always did.
“Oh no, mister. Rules are rules. You heard the priestess herself.” She pointed dramatically to Meghana.
“She said: Now the boyfriend may kiss the girlfriend.”
Meghana tilted her head, a glint of wicked delight in her eyes.
“Well, Abhi… are you going to follow through? Or should I revoke your boyfriend license before it even begins?”
Varnika gasped theatrically, clutching her chest.
“No! Don’t revoke it. He’s my only one-month trial!”
Abhi ran a hand through his hair, caught between their laughter and the molten tension simmering beneath.
His pulse raced as Varnika shifted closer,
Her grin softening into something more daring, her eyes locked on his.
“Well?” she whispered, her breath brushing against his cheek,
Sending a flutter of heat straight to his core. “Are you going to make it official?”
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