Heyyy guys this is ur nithu…im sry ik im soo late I thought to upload my epi but xamsssss happned in my life and I broke my phn completely this time usually I upload in my mobile sooo I hope you understand my prob…..
Recap: shivaay prposes anika….she accepts him….
He leads her to a small table. He pulls out her chair. She sits. He sits across from her. The only light is from a few well placed candles. A waiter approaches and, without saying a word, pours the juice . He has ordered for them in advance. There will be no interruptions from wait staff aside from the bringing and clearing of the courses.
He watches as she sips the juice. She notices. Blushes. A shy smile slips out. He loves watching her. A voyeur looking into a secret world. He smiles warmly back as if to comfort her. It does. She begins to enjoy his gaze. Soaking it in. Feeling his eyes move over her. From her eyes to her nose, cheeks, lips. The curve of her neck. Slope of her shoulders. Her chest. The tiny bit of cleavage just peeking out from her dress. Again, she blushes. This time, so does he. Back to sipping wine.
They lock eyes across the table. Everything around them fades away. They are in a universe all their own. Lost in the depths of each other’s eyes. She can feel his desire, he hers. But it is not lustful. Calm, gentle, controlled. With a sense of longing to escape forever into that universe around them.
They barely notice the waiter as he places the first course between them. A simple plate of fruit and cheese. He watches her as she eats. Calmly bringing each morsel to her lips. He marvels at the pleasure she takes from each bite. Her face amazingly expressive. Every bite as if she is tasting for the first time.
She gazes at him over her glass as she sips her juice. She knows he is watching her. She slips a grape between her lips. Smiles coyly as her teeth crush the skin, exploding the juices into her mouth. She reaches for a strawberry. He deliberately snatches it just as her fingertip touches the ripened fruit. He grins as he takes a large bite. She offers her most convincing pout. He smiles affectionately and feeds her the rest. Her eyes smile back at him.
They continue on. Refilling their wine glasses and eating slowly. They do not speak.
Time stands still. Stopping just for them. An eternity to enjoy each other’s company. He watching her. She being watched. Anyone could see the energy between them. It can be felt. Something surreal is happening at that table. To them, it is completely natural, existing at that moment in their own universe.
The dinner plates arrive. They share each others meals. His rich and heavy. Hers lighter, bold. They eat slowly but heartily. Sipping wine throughout.(shivaay drinks it) Savoring the unique yet complimentary flavors. They eat in silence. Feasting off each other’s forks until hardly anything is left. Their meals devoured. Their bellies growing heavy. Their appetites nearly satiated.
A single dessert to share. A single spoon. He feeds her a small bite. Creamy and rich. She can’t help but smile with pleasure at the sweetness. Her innocent pleasure makes its way across the tiny table, straight into his heart. How can he help but love her? He takes a large bite with the enthusiasm of a child. She laughs quietly at his playfulness.
Another bite for her. Larger than the first. Some is left on her lips. He planned that of course. She knows it. He reaches towards her before she can raise her napkin. But his reach is not for her lips. He puts his hand softly on her cheek and leans toward her. She leans toward him. He kisses her softly. Tasting the sweetness of the dessert mixed with the sweetness of her.
Everything around them fades away. They are in their universe. Locked in a kiss. Shivaay wanted to taste her more their kiss grew wilder more wilder and the wildest…….both donot want the other to dominate….
After what seems like an eternity, their lips part. Slowly. If you were to ask them, they shared a lifetime in one that kiss over the small dinner table. But you needn’t ask them. Its shows in their expressions. In the sparkle in her eyes. Brown and glints of gold. That is not the candlelight reflecting. It is coming from within. And his eyes. Large, calm, dark. Soaking in her light like a black hole. Keeping it all for himself.
He rises from the table and steps over to her. Holds out his hand. She takes his hand and rises. Letting him lead her away. No need to settle a check. It has been taken care of. The The air is still warm. The clear sky speckled with stars. The moon, nearly full, lights the path ahead of them. He takes her arm in his and they walk. The moon lighting their way.
The path ends at a sandy area by the shore. And constructed by the comfort of combed sand and lounge chairs. Their oars locked away to prevent irresponsible parties from taking them out at night. They stop at the edge of the sand.
Before she can do it herself, he kneels down and unbuckles her shoes, slips them off her feet, and places them near a chair. She steps onto the sand. Soft and smooth. She smiles and squishes it between her toes. There is that childlike innocence again. He watches her. Drinking in that innocence. He knows where she is going next. That is why he brought her here.
She lets out a giggle as the water touches her feet. It’s cold. Almost numbing. But she doesn’t care. She can’t resist the temptation to feel the water on her feet. The night is still, the lake like glass, except for the childlike woman splashing and exploring in the shallows before him. She turns and looks back at him standing on the beach. She cocks her head as if to dare him to come in after her. He grins and shakes his head. Not this time. He is staying safely on dry land. Or so he thinks. She kicks a stream of water towards him. Barely misses soaking his dry clothes.
He wasn’t expecting that. Though he should have been. He knows her well enough. He was distracted. Caught up in the moment. The look of shock on his face lets her know he was caught off guard. She tilts her head back and laughs. The laugh of a confidant woman. That is no innocent child standing in the lake before him. At that moment he falls in love with her a little more, wondering how that is possible when his love is already overflowing.
Bored with her solitary play, she rejoins him on the sand, puts her hands around his neck, and looks up at him with those sparkling eyes. He kisses her forehead. Nose. Lips. They kiss playfully, eagerly. Lips smiling. Tongues playing. Eyes laughing. His hands on the back of her neck. Holding her close to him. Afraid to let go of this goddess that has graced the earth just for him.
They kiss until nearly out of breath. Parting with quiet laughter. Amused at their youthful enthusiasm. She takes his hand and starts walking to the dock. She is radiant and he is captivated. At that moment he would follow her to the ends of the earth. He nearly does. She leads him to the very end of the dock. Toes hanging over the edge. The shore and dock are out of view. All that can be seen before them is water smooth as glass, reflecting the moonlight. It is as if they are standing on the lake, or hovering over it. No dock beneath them or shore behind them. She teeters just a little and grabs his jacket to steady herself. He puts his arm around her, a little unsteady as well. They are smiling at their clumsiness
They sit for a while at the end of the dock. She wants to put her toes in the water, but it is just out of reach. She gives that adorable pout and rests her head on his shoulder instead. Letting out a sigh. She is finally relaxed, resting against him. Enjoying the beauty of the lake, the stillness of the night. Silence. Except for the quiet splash of an occasional fish and the singing of the summer insects. And the beating of their hearts. He takes her hands and caresses them from wrist to fingertip, as if exploring something beautiful and fragile. Those hands of hers are anything but fragile, except at that moment, transformed by his gentle touch. She yawns.
He lifts her head from his shoulder. Kisses her forehead, her cheek, her lips. Softly. Just barely touching her. He rises and helps her to her feet. Leads her off the dock, across the sand. He brushes the sand from her feet and slips them into her shoes. He struggles to close the tiny buckles not made for large fingers. She knows she could do it twice as fast, but she smiles and waits patiently. Watching him concentrate. Falling in love with him a little more, wondering how that is possible when her love is already overflowing.
As he stands, she takes his face in her hands, gently, and kisses his lips. Their over spilling emotions mingle and swirl around them. They are in their universe once again. Locked in a kiss under starlight and moonlight. Time standing still….
PRECAP: PREM ENTERS….LETS SEE HOW OM WILL STAND FOR HIS ISHU…RUMYA GOES FOR A TRECK……….
im very bad at romance so i took little help from internet….
with loadzz of love….
nithu signing offf byeee……………