Shana was no longer drunk or rather could act anymore.
She was not drunk when Vihaan had entered and she had addressed him 'hubby' or when she had caressed his forearm or when she had stopped going outside by his wrist.
But she did not want to stop all those lovely moments she had been sharing with him on pretence.
She wanted to feel the claim on him, wanted to feel how it feels to be his wife, wanted to know the feeling and emotions she would have on touching him with no rules and regulations.
Just love.
It was not she was fooling him, she had gulped down some alcohol but had been unable to drink it and she had rushed into the bathroom.
But then an idea struck or maybe because of the little drink she had, she thought of giving it a chance.
Lying under him, feeling every inch of him, fitting well in his body as If she could not fit more, Shana could not react.
It had been only fifteen minutes and she had already been under him.
What was going to happen in an hour?
