As I woke up my eyes landed on Rohan's sleeping figure beside me.

So this is reality, not a dream.

As I struggled to move out of the bed, he pulled me closer to him. If possible I would have stayed here forever.

"Good morning", I said as he fluttered his eyes before opening them.

"Good morning", he smiled back.

"Are you sure about everything?" , I cannot help but voice up for my fears and insecurities.

"Sure about what?"

"About whatever you said yesterday."

"A new day won't change my feelings for you."

And he gave a warm smile, a smile that melts my heart and spreads warmth.

"Where will you take me?", I asked in an exited tone like a child.

"Somewhere special. Don't ask questions. Take it as a surprise", he winked at me.

I quickly entered the shower trying to think about all the outfits I own. I cannot come to a conclusion. What do I wear?

I wonder if all girls face this problem of selecting a dress before going somewhere special.

I dried myself wrapped in a towel trying to select a dress from my wardrobe.

"Anjali can u...."

"Rohan get out, I am getting ready."

He didn't leave without having a final stare at my half naked condition.

"And close the door", I yelled at him.

I have turned crimson red remembering Rohan's look at me, checking me out.

I love him, and that's my weakness.

I take out a checkered tank top and matched it with my black jeans. After trying a lot of ways of tying my hair I decided to leave it open letting it fall in waves on my shoulder. I have never been a make-up person in my entire life. With one stroke I drew a near about perfect eye liner and somehow controlled the wetness building in my eyes from smudging it. Taking about ten minutes to figure out what shade to apply to my lips I finally settled on two, the baby pink and the bold red.

What will he like on me? The baby pink or the bold red? Should I ask him?

Before I could come to a conclusion there was a loud bang on the door.

"Anjali open the door. You have locked it for more than thirty minutes."

I got up from the chair near the dressing table and headed to open the door.

I got greeted by Rohan in a shirtless form standing in front of me. Drops of water glistened on his broad shoulder. Some have made their way down his chest. He has just come out of the shower. I let out a sigh and tried to avert my eyes from him.

"What are you looking at?"

He knows very well what I am looking at and yet he asks.

"Nothing get ready. I can leave if you want me to."

I don't wish to stare at him while he changes. I mean I wish to but that won't be appropriate right?

What has happened to that innocent girl in me who never dreamt of kissing anyone in her twenty one years of life?

As I tried to move out of the room I collided with Rohan and was about to fall. Before I could hit the ground I was clutched by a pair of strong hands preventing me from slipping. I looked up and felt desire in his eyes. Desire to hold close and maybe desire to do more. A few drops of water from his freshly showered hair fell on my face and glided across my cheeks.

"Get up Anjali and be careful", quickly I left his embrace after what felt like an eternity.

He gave one more look at me before saying, "choose the red lipstick, it will look better on you."

With this he closed the door on my face leaving me crimson red.

"Can we go now?" , Rohan let out his hand for me to hold. After about thirty minutes of driving we reached in front of what looked like a factory.

"What's this Rohan?"

"A cellar. Rather my uncle's cellar."

"You mean a wine storage?"

"Yes.."

Soon I freaked out. What will I do in a wine cellar?

Rohan noticed my discomfort and spoke out, "don't worry, you wont find any drunkards over here. Its just a cellar and one of my favourite place. Its not so bad as you are thinking. This place is owned by my uncle and I can come here anytime."

As I entered inside I felt a bit of coldness swiping over me.

"Are you feeling cold?"

"No.. I am fine.."

"Tell me as soon as you feel cold, I have brought a jacket for you. Wines are generally stored in low temperatures. "

He intertwined his fingers with me and passed through each shelf containing bottles and bottles of wines. I kind of felt claustrophobic and clung on his arm.

Maybe he understood my discomfort and pulled me closer towards him by my waist.

"Sit over here..", Rohan gestured me to sit on the wooden chair.

My eyes soon drifted over over the shelf nearest to me. There's something different over the wine bottles over here.

"Rohan why are these bottles tied with a ribbon made into a bow?"

Rohan smiled. "So you noticed. That's the reason I brought you here."

I looked at him in confusion.

"Look and say what speciality do you see.."

"Some of the bottles are tied with red ribbon, some with violet." I took a closer look and found one exception. "One with a white ribbon?"

"Yes you are right. These bottles are special to me. Do you want to know why?"

"Yes.. "

"When Aisha and I started dating one day I brought her over here. That was to celebrate our six months of togetherness. I took out a bottle from this shelf and made her taste alcohol for the first time in her life. Her expression was priceless. She couldn't tolerate it and I continued to laugh at her. As a memory of that day I tied a red ribbon over a bottle and kept it.."

"So red ribbon for beautiful memories isn't it?"

"Yes.. there were some days when we fought a lot. I used to be too angry. As a remembrance I tied violet ribbons over some. They are as special as the red ones. Love blossoms through fights. When Aisha came to know of my crazy behaviour she tied that white ribbon..."

"What does it stand for?"

"Aisha said when I feel the happiest in my life I can celebrate it by drinking from that bottle. There's only one white ribbon tied bottle. The most happiest day can come only once a lifetime."

"You had preserved it for the happiest day of your life? When do you think it will come?"

"I had assumed my marriage will be the happiest day for me. I had always dreamt of Aisha as my bride but it never happened", he looked at me with kindness.

Offcourse I am just a forced liability.

"I think today will be the happiest day in my life."

"How?"

Soon he kneeled down in front of me with a ring in his hand," will you be my happiness for life? Will you love me forever?"

"I will love you forever", I replied with that he placed the ring on my finger which never had the wedding ring as we didn't have an engagement ceremony.

If I would have sensed this I would definitely have worn something other than jeans.

Soon he wrapped his hands around me and pulled me in a tight embrace.

"Time to celebrate happiness."

He opened the lid of the bottle and poured down the wine in two goblets. I have never tasted alcohol. The burning taste was soon overpowered by a sweet sensation.

Suddenly I started feeling dizzy and Rohan helped me to walk towards the car. Before closing the door the only thing which I heard was a deep voice whispering in my ears, " you are more addictive than this wine Anjali."

A smile curled up my lips.

I love you Rohan.

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