It was a lovely morning when Vandita woke up from her sleep. The morning was fresh, bright and promising, and Vandita couldn't complain. She tried to move in bed, only to find Awnirudh's muscular arms enveloping her in his sleep. The memories of the previous night washed her senses and she felt a sense of calm and happiness around her. They had cuddled all night after Awnirudh had returned from his shower. He had kissed her forehead and wished her to dream about him. Vandita blushed at the recollection, as she slowly removed his arms from her waist and slipped out of the bed.
Awnirudh looked mesmerizing in his sleep!
The morning swayed in a pleasant pace, with blushed cheeks and expectant heartbeats, and it wasn't until the Earl grey morning tea, that they met again in the dining hall. Awnirudh smiled brightly as Vandita looked away bashfully.
