《Flying High ●Completed●》35.AMARANTHINE
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Said it to each other
We knew
You know what the best feeling is? Waking up to the feeling, warmth of that one person you can't imagine your life without. Just like Jay I also felt as if all this is a dream, I was drowning in the depth late summer night dream. And I never want to wake up from it.
"It was not a dream" Trust me if he says I'm not real one more time, I don't care! I'll kill him.
"Say that once again and you are dead." And he started laughing like a dying hyena.
"Somethings never change and I don't want them to." He spoke while pulling me closer once he sobered up. We both stared at each other absorbing each other, reading each other's feelings, thoughts. Our eyes having conversations of our hearts, telling each other the stories lost in between, grieving for the time apart.
"Adi..."
.
.
Until this moment I didn't really know how much I missed him. My name in his voice felt as if a music to my soul. My heart beat singing to that rhythm.
"Jay..."
I knew he also felt the same thing which I felt if not more because the amount of emotions clouding his blue orbs had depth more than the biggest ocean. We just stared at each other. After a lot of time I looked down to our position it was as if our body never forgot anything. The same position which we use to sleep. The same peace, only the feeling changed, now I know with each beat of my heart I love him a little more.
"Wait.... Will you pass your exam?"
Way to ruin the moment. The first question my husband ask me after two years apart is about exam.
Wow.. just wow!
"Aren't you a romantic at heart Husband dearest??" I asked through clenched teeth.
"I never claimed to be one, but still if you think so thank you. Now on to the question, will you pass?" He again enquired while looking at me earnestly.
A part of me felt a warmness that he cares about me and my feelings about all these. But he don't have to know about that now does he?
"I will. Where did you get that beard from? Don't you have a razor in NY?"
I spoke while my fingers threatened over the strands of his beard, making him close his eyes with the warmth of my palms.
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Even though I like beards, it doesn't really suit my Jay.
"Really? But Mellisa liked it." He spoke as if in a trance. Not noticing my face.
Excuse me?? Mel-li-sa??
I raised a single eyebrow. A single one.
That's when sir finally noticed me.
"That's a friend of mine. I asked what girls usually liked. I should have guessed you will not like what girls like." He said while brushing away my baby strands from my forehead.
Did he mean I'm not a girl?
Should I show him?
Seriously Aaru??
"What do you mean? I'm not a girl?"
I asked not so gleefully
"You are not a girl. You are a lady. My lady. A different and unique one at that. And all mine." Don't he just know what to say at the right time. I felt my throat dry up. He is romantic.....
That's when I frowned realising something.
"Jay, you know something? We never confessed our love."
Oh come on! I don't want it to be
oh-so-romantic or anything I just want him to say those words to me. But nothing would have prepared me for what he told next.
" I don't think I love you to confess it."
He told rather casually.
And rather casually my eyes would have welled up I couldn't digest what he just told. If he is playing a sick joke I'm gonna kill him right away. Maybe noticing my face his expression become serious. Even if it's a joke it feels bad hearing it like that.
"What? Adi I really don't think what I feel for you is love. As a matter of fact I really don't think it can be brought out as a single word. I really don't think so. What I feel for you is something out of the world. Something which makes me feel alive. Makes me want to be a better person. Makes me want to face the cruel world yet another day. It feels you are the only good thing that I live for. So I don't know whether I will be able to put it as a single word. And I don't think it's love because nowadays it's just a word everyone uses so casually. What I feel for you is not casual. The feeling are so much that words fail."
Ser-ous-ly??
He and his logics! Even though I felt a little giddy ,my heart skipped a beat, is that what you call butterflies and the tears which were welled up were finding it's path down my cheeks only to end up with the long fingers of my husband. And my eyes as usual end up in the depth of his eyes.
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But this time around I want it my way.
"The whole world, says that word but you can't say that seriously??" I asked while trying to sit up.
Keyword trying. This guy's hands are made of steel.
"The whole world is not me and I'm not the whole world." He argued back. That's exactly when I cut him off
"But you are my whole world. I love you." I confessed staring at those blue orbs, which I missed like hell. Slowly drowning in the immeasurable depth of love, adoration, care and what not in them. And at that moment I knew all along he was all I ever needed.
"And you mine. I love you. If those words means that much to you. I can do anything for you my Queen." He said while leaning to kiss my forehead. I closed my eyes savouring the moment. The warmth of his touch on my forehead.....
I know he would do anything for me and I will do anything for him too.
"You know? I'll be the first person who would have forced her partner to say I love you."
"And trust me. I'll be the first husband to see his wife waltzing around in those skimpy night suits and still go to bed with a boner. Even after taking literally two coldshowers and eventually ended up with a cold."
"And I'll be the first wife who would have Googled her husband's photo to see his latest picture."
"I missed you Adi."
"Promise me you won't leave me like this again Jay." I choked out those words in between those immense feelings drying up my throat.
"Do you really think I made a mistake? Do you really think these 2 years were a mistake?" He asked. The doubt of committing a grave mistake clear in his voice.
"No, not when we both wanted the same. Not when it was for me to realise who I am and who I really can be. And moreover do you really think if it's a mistake then I would have stayed in India rather than flying off to New York and giving you a punch?"
The relief spreading through his face brought a sense of calmness through my body.
That's when someone knocked.
"I'll open. You should change and take a bath you stink." He made a face and pushed me out of the bed.
I threw a pillow at him and went to the bathroom realising he is right. I didn't take a bath yesterday nor did I change my dress. Dress was the last thing in my list when I was literally in a hurry to join my long lost husband.
I took a bath and changed my dress and got ready for the day.
Ananya is getting married in three days. Yes three days! since me, Rits and Dan had exams till yesterday we were not able to come. Leah was staying here until 2 days back and then she came to pick me and get some of her passport verifications done in Mumbai.
And yeah, Leah completed her fashion designing diploma 2 months back and officially started working with Eleanor designs as direct assistant to
Mrs Radhika Shekhawat I knew Mama was really impressed with Leah's skills from the time of our marriage.
As for Dan, Rits and Me all three of us completed our internship successfully and later was offered a work package which we signed without a second thought.
Hey No one will say no to a job in Veracity Internationals!
And I'm already working with Shekhawat industries helping Dad.
Ananya is getting married to her childhood sweetheart Rihaan Sharma whom I have only met once for the engagement which was 2 months back, but I really liked the guy.
I got out of the bathroom after a bath enjoying the smell of my husband's body wash. I went to the vanity table and started applying some makeup. I really don't want to get into sanskari bahu lecture and spoil my mood on such a great day.
"Let me do it." Jay came towards me and applied the sindoor for me. I unconsciously went back to the time when he first applied it.
The emotions didn't change even a bit it's depth just intensified to an extend where Chandrashekhar number was just a small value.
I looked up to see Jay staring at me with those same emotions but this time around both of us were happy.
We smiled at each other.
Love
Leah😉
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