Sahil's POV
I went inside after her and she opened the water and asked me to clean but the icing had messed up my hair too. And it was not coming out of my hair.
She was looking at my unsuccessful attempts to take out icing from my hair.
" I can't get it out of my hair. " I said with a pout.
" So what do I do?? "
" Do it for me. " I said to her with a smile.
" No way...do it yourself. "
" You created the whole mess now clean it. I can't do it. " I insisted.
" No, I will not.. you do it yourself. " she was adamant.
" Come on, I will also help to clean you. " I said pulling her near me.
I tried to touch her neck to remove the icing from there but she slapped my hand away. I grinned at her.
" What are you doing?? " she was annoyed.
" Nothing, just washing the chocolate cream off you. Honey..."
" I don't want your help. And I am not your h... Anything. " she said and I smiled.
" But I need it... Or I would have to ask Vikram to help me." I said dropping a bomb on her.
" What rubbish?? You can't do that. " her eyes became very wide.
" I can and I will... After all his sister ruined my favourite shirt and my beautiful hair are messy with chocolate. All because of his little sister. So he needs to clean it. "
" You are not going to say anything to my Bhai sa. That would be so embarrassing. "
" I want myself absolutely clean either you do it or he has to... "
" Ok fine, go and tell ... I will tell him how you behaved. He would punch you again." She smiled.
" Please do that... He would not punch me darling... he would punch your buddies. He would appreciate me. I would love that. " I winked at her.
" What nonsense?? Why would he? "
" My brother-in-law will beat those 3 men, who were flirting with his sister. Imagine he glares at me, who is your husband, what would he do to them? I would love to watch with a big tub of popcorn. "
" Shut up... "
" Clean me... Though I preferred my way this is also fine. " I said and saw her turning red. Well, this time she was blushing as well as angry.
She came near me to help and applied some shampoo on my hair to clean them. The feel of her long fingers in my hair was so heavenly that I closed my eyes.
I loved every second of it. My hair was clean now, she walked away from me. I opened my eyes.
I couldn't help myself and I caught her in my arms again and open the shower head on us. The lukewarm water droplets were pouring over us and I was looking at her.
She gasp at the sudden movement and froze. She was still trying to understand what I did. Then I removed a lock of hair from her face and tucked it behind her ear.
I was loving every second of it. I rubbed every trace of chocolate off her face or neck. She shivered and shuddered at my touch. She even closed her eyes this time.
I kissed her again but this time it was very slow but extremely romantic. I could even hear her heartbeat. I could have done that forever.
All of a sudden she realised what was happening and broke the kiss and pushed me.
" What are you doing ?? Leave me, " She said in a higher tone and she seemed to be angry but more at herself then on me.
I was so turned on by now with our proximity and the kisses, that I had to leave her and take a cold... No very cold shower.
I loosened my arms around her and turned the temperature settings to cold.
She reached the door by now.
" What are you doing, the water will get cold," she said when she saw that I was turning the water cold.
" I know... Now be a good girl and get some clothes for me, darling, till I take a shower. "
" Shut up... I am not your darling or servent. "
" Ok honey... I will go and get something from your brother's wardrobe. " I said with a smile.
" Wait no... "
" What?? I can't wear these clothes. Oh God !!! You want me to stay just in a towel? Awww... I don't mind at all, honey. I didn't know you wanted to see me like that. "
" Will you please shut up?? You are too much ... I hate you.. " she said and ran out of there. I was enjoying too much. She was so cute.
I took a long cold shower.
I think I must get one cake for her every day and then irritate her so much that she would smash it over my face every day.
Manyata's POV
I ran to my room and changed into dry clothes.
Idiot.. stupid... Jerk... Flirt...
How dare he do that to me. How could he kiss me like that??
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