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Chapter 112 - Jetskiing & Her Hold
Goa – Beachfront Villa – Morning
Mirnaa woke up early. She had barely slept. The night had been terrible for her ,guilt kept replaying every word she had said to Bharath on the phone. She felt she had accused him unfairly, hurt the man who had been kind to her, the man who had made her laugh and feel safe in Goa.
She got ready for breakfast, simple kurti and jeans, hair tied back, and waited in the living room. She kept glancing toward Bharath’s door. He had not come out yet.
Her phone rang. Vikram’s name.
She answered quickly — voice soft.
“Good morning darling.”
Vikram’s voice came warm and calm.
“Good morning. What are you doing?”
Mirnaa:
“Getting ready for breakfast and Waiting for Bharath.”
Vikram: “He came out?”
Mirnaa: “No. He is still sleeping in his room.”
Vikram: “No plans for the day?”
Mirnaa: “No. Ever since the issue between us he did not take me anywhere. He just stays in his room and I stay in mine.”
Vikram: “Hmmm. Did you guys quarrel after?”
Mirnaa: “No. But I apologized for thinking bad about him.”
Vikram:“Did he forgive?”
Mirnaa:“No. Seems like he is hurt. He was telling me trust is broken and his love could not compete with yours.”
Vikram laughed softly.“None can. He is spitting the truth.”
Mirnaa smiled a little — uneasy.
“When are you coming back?”
Vikram: “In three days. On the fourth day I will be there in our house.”
Mirnaa: “I miss our house. The beach sound. The pool inside. The garden. All would miss us right?”
Vikram: “Yes baby. But you know I am happy for a lot of things.”
Mirnaa smiled.“What are you that happy about?”
Vikram:“I am not there in your room but you fought him for even remotely hurting me by using my name in his sex act.”
Mirnaa felt a little proud but uneasy to speak again. A pause, a silence.
Vikram: “Okay I am on leave today. Relaxing. Mostly sleeping. If you want, call me.”
Mirnaa: “Sure. I guess I need to console and apologize to Bharath first. He has been a support and fun to be with for the past few days.”
Vikram: “Drag him out. Relax. You guys have to be in the same place for a few more days.”
Mirnaa smiled. “Don't you even feel jealous?”
Vikram: “I do feel. But business I am here. You're there.”
They talked for a few more minutes — soft words — gentle reassurance — then the call ended.
Dubai – Krish and Swathi's Apartment – Same Morning
Swathi came into Vikram’s room just as the call ended.
She asked:
“When are you leaving? Why are you delaying?”
Vikram:
“Aadharsh is still hiding. My warehouses are piling up. I cannot blow the plans I set up there. It is a preplanned setup. Once done I will move to Chennai. I am awaiting Krish’s nod.”
Swathi:
“Let us go for breakfast.”
Goa same time
Bharath stepped out — casual t-shirt and shorts — eyes tired but calm.
Mirnaa spoke first — voice soft.
“Breakfast?”
He nodded once.
They walked to the villa’s small dining area in silence. Their hands did not touch. She stayed a step closer than necessary. But he seems to be maintaining distance.
At the table she finally said:
“I am sorry. Do you still have that in your heart?”
Bharath looked at her — expression guarded.
“I am trying to forget it. Do not remind me.”
Mirnaa nodded quickly.
“Okay. Let us do one thing. Let us go out somewhere. Relax ourselves. Forget whatever it is.”
Bharath considered for a moment then said:
“Okay.”
Before they could leave his phone rang. He excused himself and stepped away.
It was Rishi.
Rishi: “How is it going?”
Bharath kept his voice low.
“As you said. Things are moving. I am acting like a victim in pain.”
Rishi: “Continue it. What else did she say?”
Bharath: “She is trying to cling to me. Guilt is eroding her boundary again. Lol.”
Rishi: “Utilize it. Take her somewhere. Tell her to let us relax. Involve in games that make you people touch each other. Some sort of balance game. Stay gentle till night.”
Bharath: “Won’t I hear what you say?” But even before you tell me the idea she wanted me to take her somewhere to see. She is easy man
Rishi:Coo, then “Just let me know her reactions. I will come up with the next set of plans.” Take her to water games its a place where she can miss out balance and clingon you physical touches.. remember.
Bharath: “Sure mate.”
He returned to Mirnaa.
“Where do you want to go?”
Mirnaa: “Somewhere where you would forget and relax.”
Bharath: “Jet skiing. Boat surfs are popular here. Maybe let us try that.”
Mirnaa smiled — relieved.“Okay.”
They travelled to a different location for Jet Sking in the premium rental car, he pre booked
“Ready?”
He nodded.
They walked out together. No hand-holding. She stayed close. The beach air felt warm and salty. Bharath had already booked the jet ski through the hotel desk. A small speedboat waited at the shore with two jet skis tied behind it.
The instructor gave quick safety instructions. Life jackets. Throttle control. How to lean into turns. Bharath listened carefully. Mirnaa stood beside him nervous but trying to smile.
Bharath turned to her.
“You want to ride together or separate?”
Mirnaa hesitated only a second.
“Together.”
He gave a small nod. No smile. But something softened in his eyes.
They climbed onto one jet ski. Bharath sat in front. Mirnaa settled behind him. Her arms wrapped around his waist tentative at first. The instructor pushed them off. The engine roared to life. Water sprayed around them as Bharath accelerated.
At first it was slow. Gentle waves. Mirnaa held lightly. Then Bharath opened the throttle. The jet ski surged forward bouncing over the swells. Mirnaa gasped tightened her grip. Her chest pressed against his back. Her thighs gripped his hips to stay balanced. Every turn made her lean with him. Bodies moving insync. Water splashing up. Her laughter mixing with nervous squeals.
Bharath slowed for a moment let the jet ski idle on the water.
“You okay back there?”
Mirnaa laughed breathless hair plastered to her face.
“Yes. This is fun.”
He turned his head slightly voice low over the engine hum.
“Hold tighter. Next part has bigger waves.”
She tightened her arms chin resting on his shoulder for a second. The contact felt natural safe familiar. Bharath accelerated again. They hit a larger swell. The jet ski lifted came down hard. Mirnaa yelped arms locking around him. Her whole body pressed flush against his back. Bharath laughed real this time and slowed to circle back.
They rode for almost an hour. Switching roles once. Mirnaa driving. Bharath behind her. His hands on her waist to steady her. Every bump every turn every laugh brought them closer. Physical touches unavoidable. Innocent on the surface but charged underneath.
When they finally returned to shore both were soaked laughing breathless. Bharath helped her off the jet ski. His hand lingered on her waist a second longer than necessary. Their fingers brushed as he steadied her. Then their hands touched fully — palm to palm — for a brief moment as she stepped onto the sand.
Mirnaa looked at him eyes soft.
“Thank you. Thanks for coming back to what you are”
Bharath smiled small careful.
Mirna asked next?
Lets go to car first, When we reach our hotel it would be 6 PM, what we would do then lets just have dinner.
Rishi meanwhile sent a location, Salsa dance , drive slow hit there.. make it you gone there for some other quick chat but unintentionally gone to the spot. act.
Bharath begins..
If you still want something, lets stop somewhere and try some evening snacks.
Mirna said anything...
Bharath Smirked.
Goa – Beachfront Villa – Morning
Mirnaa woke up early. She had barely slept. The night had been terrible for her ,guilt kept replaying every word she had said to Bharath on the phone. She felt she had accused him unfairly, hurt the man who had been kind to her, the man who had made her laugh and feel safe in Goa.
She got ready for breakfast, simple kurti and jeans, hair tied back, and waited in the living room. She kept glancing toward Bharath’s door. He had not come out yet.
Her phone rang. Vikram’s name.
She answered quickly — voice soft.
“Good morning darling.”
Vikram’s voice came warm and calm.
“Good morning. What are you doing?”
Mirnaa:
“Getting ready for breakfast and Waiting for Bharath.”
Vikram: “He came out?”
Mirnaa: “No. He is still sleeping in his room.”
Vikram: “No plans for the day?”
Mirnaa: “No. Ever since the issue between us he did not take me anywhere. He just stays in his room and I stay in mine.”
Vikram: “Hmmm. Did you guys quarrel after?”
Mirnaa: “No. But I apologized for thinking bad about him.”
Vikram:“Did he forgive?”
Mirnaa:“No. Seems like he is hurt. He was telling me trust is broken and his love could not compete with yours.”
Vikram laughed softly.“None can. He is spitting the truth.”
Mirnaa smiled a little — uneasy.
“When are you coming back?”
Vikram: “In three days. On the fourth day I will be there in our house.”
Mirnaa: “I miss our house. The beach sound. The pool inside. The garden. All would miss us right?”
Vikram: “Yes baby. But you know I am happy for a lot of things.”
Mirnaa smiled.“What are you that happy about?”
Vikram:“I am not there in your room but you fought him for even remotely hurting me by using my name in his sex act.”
Mirnaa felt a little proud but uneasy to speak again. A pause, a silence.
Vikram: “Okay I am on leave today. Relaxing. Mostly sleeping. If you want, call me.”
Mirnaa: “Sure. I guess I need to console and apologize to Bharath first. He has been a support and fun to be with for the past few days.”
Vikram: “Drag him out. Relax. You guys have to be in the same place for a few more days.”
Mirnaa smiled. “Don't you even feel jealous?”
Vikram: “I do feel. But business I am here. You're there.”
They talked for a few more minutes — soft words — gentle reassurance — then the call ended.
Dubai – Krish and Swathi's Apartment – Same Morning
Swathi came into Vikram’s room just as the call ended.
She asked:
“When are you leaving? Why are you delaying?”
Vikram:
“Aadharsh is still hiding. My warehouses are piling up. I cannot blow the plans I set up there. It is a preplanned setup. Once done I will move to Chennai. I am awaiting Krish’s nod.”
Swathi:
“Let us go for breakfast.”
Goa same time
Bharath stepped out — casual t-shirt and shorts — eyes tired but calm.
Mirnaa spoke first — voice soft.
“Breakfast?”
He nodded once.
They walked to the villa’s small dining area in silence. Their hands did not touch. She stayed a step closer than necessary. But he seems to be maintaining distance.
At the table she finally said:
“I am sorry. Do you still have that in your heart?”
Bharath looked at her — expression guarded.
“I am trying to forget it. Do not remind me.”
Mirnaa nodded quickly.
“Okay. Let us do one thing. Let us go out somewhere. Relax ourselves. Forget whatever it is.”
Bharath considered for a moment then said:
“Okay.”
Before they could leave his phone rang. He excused himself and stepped away.
It was Rishi.
Rishi: “How is it going?”
Bharath kept his voice low.
“As you said. Things are moving. I am acting like a victim in pain.”
Rishi: “Continue it. What else did she say?”
Bharath: “She is trying to cling to me. Guilt is eroding her boundary again. Lol.”
Rishi: “Utilize it. Take her somewhere. Tell her to let us relax. Involve in games that make you people touch each other. Some sort of balance game. Stay gentle till night.”
Bharath: “Won’t I hear what you say?” But even before you tell me the idea she wanted me to take her somewhere to see. She is easy man
Rishi:Coo, then “Just let me know her reactions. I will come up with the next set of plans.” Take her to water games its a place where she can miss out balance and clingon you physical touches.. remember.
Bharath: “Sure mate.”
He returned to Mirnaa.
“Where do you want to go?”
Mirnaa: “Somewhere where you would forget and relax.”
Bharath: “Jet skiing. Boat surfs are popular here. Maybe let us try that.”
Mirnaa smiled — relieved.“Okay.”
They travelled to a different location for Jet Sking in the premium rental car, he pre booked
“Ready?”
He nodded.
They walked out together. No hand-holding. She stayed close. The beach air felt warm and salty. Bharath had already booked the jet ski through the hotel desk. A small speedboat waited at the shore with two jet skis tied behind it.
The instructor gave quick safety instructions. Life jackets. Throttle control. How to lean into turns. Bharath listened carefully. Mirnaa stood beside him nervous but trying to smile.
Bharath turned to her.
“You want to ride together or separate?”
Mirnaa hesitated only a second.
“Together.”
He gave a small nod. No smile. But something softened in his eyes.
They climbed onto one jet ski. Bharath sat in front. Mirnaa settled behind him. Her arms wrapped around his waist tentative at first. The instructor pushed them off. The engine roared to life. Water sprayed around them as Bharath accelerated.
At first it was slow. Gentle waves. Mirnaa held lightly. Then Bharath opened the throttle. The jet ski surged forward bouncing over the swells. Mirnaa gasped tightened her grip. Her chest pressed against his back. Her thighs gripped his hips to stay balanced. Every turn made her lean with him. Bodies moving insync. Water splashing up. Her laughter mixing with nervous squeals.
Bharath slowed for a moment let the jet ski idle on the water.
“You okay back there?”
Mirnaa laughed breathless hair plastered to her face.
“Yes. This is fun.”
He turned his head slightly voice low over the engine hum.
“Hold tighter. Next part has bigger waves.”
She tightened her arms chin resting on his shoulder for a second. The contact felt natural safe familiar. Bharath accelerated again. They hit a larger swell. The jet ski lifted came down hard. Mirnaa yelped arms locking around him. Her whole body pressed flush against his back. Bharath laughed real this time and slowed to circle back.
They rode for almost an hour. Switching roles once. Mirnaa driving. Bharath behind her. His hands on her waist to steady her. Every bump every turn every laugh brought them closer. Physical touches unavoidable. Innocent on the surface but charged underneath.
When they finally returned to shore both were soaked laughing breathless. Bharath helped her off the jet ski. His hand lingered on her waist a second longer than necessary. Their fingers brushed as he steadied her. Then their hands touched fully — palm to palm — for a brief moment as she stepped onto the sand.
Mirnaa looked at him eyes soft.
“Thank you. Thanks for coming back to what you are”
Bharath smiled small careful.
Mirna asked next?
Lets go to car first, When we reach our hotel it would be 6 PM, what we would do then lets just have dinner.
Rishi meanwhile sent a location, Salsa dance , drive slow hit there.. make it you gone there for some other quick chat but unintentionally gone to the spot. act.
Bharath begins..
If you still want something, lets stop somewhere and try some evening snacks.
Mirna said anything...
Bharath Smirked.
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