The rest of the journey was smooth.
For Vihaan.
For Shana, it was full of anxiety and tingles all over her body.
She could even feel the butterflies in her stomach whenever Vihaan would look at her.
Or whenever she would look at him and her body would melt in desires.
She wanted him madly.
She would feel the sensation down there simply by looking at his broad shoulders or his not-too-long silky hair, his stubble beard or his intense eyes or his lips she wanted to bite and have a taste of.
Fuck! She was so much into him physically.
True to his words, Vihaan did not leave a single chance to not glance or stare at her.
Be it at the red light stop or the tax booth.
"Finally!" Shana took a breath of relief when she sighted Rathore Mansion and was out of the car the minute Vihaan parked it.
Walking behind her not so far, Vihaan eyes were searching for the tattoo on her back.
But, her open hair was an obstacle to it.
