It was the best night of Vihaan.
And he could not be happier realising there were many more to come.
Controlling his excitement after realizing he had his wife in his arms, Vihaan looked at her sleeping form.
Curbing her knees, with both her hands under her cheeks resting on his upper arm, she looked his.
As if she was born to be his.
Brushing her hair away from her eyes lightly so as not to wake her up, he stared at her for full five minutes, feeling her breath at his neck, her lips just an inch away from his neck.
All he needed was to pull her a little bit toward him, but he did not.
Unaware of his thoughts and romantic mood, Shana was in the dreams.
Dreams of his.
Feeling the warmth away from her, she tried reaching for it and ended up getting closer to him.
Just like glued to him.
Dhak Dhak Dhak....
Vihaan's heart had hardly beaten like it. But now, it was.
