"Should we buy one?"
"What?"
"Turtle," said Vivan .
"Huh . . " Ira got confused for a second .
"Didn't you like the one on TV?"
Her mouth twitched, buy her a turtle?
Vivan laughed at her changing expressions . Being teased Ira bumped her fist on his shoulders . Yet a small smile escaped her lips .
Vivan wiped her tears . Her fair skin turned red, and her cherry lips were tempting .
He bowed to kiss her . As his lips touched her mouth, Ira turned her head .
His lips traced her cheeks .
"No I don't want to" she murmured .
"Why?" Vivan made a dramatic face, "Why don't you give a kiss to your hubby?"
"Umm, I haven't brushed my teeth," she replied .
"I don't mind . "
"You haven't brushed too . "
"It's okay . " Vivan approached her lips . His tongue tried to open her mouth .
Ira shrank her neck and pushed him "Can you . . . stay away from me?"
"No . "
"But you have bad breath . "
Does one's nose get more sensitive during pregnancy?
"Okay, I will come back in a few minutes . " Vivan dashed towards the bathroom and brushed his teeth .
He came back in a few minutes .
Vivan got close to her and deliberately breathed out on her face .
"Okay now?"
"Smelly!" she held her nose and stuck out her tongue .
He smiled, leaned forward and kissed her . His arms wrapped her waist .
Ira encircled his neck and deepened the kiss .
Vivan's one hand was holding her head while other slid along her belly to the sweet place . Ira slapped his hand that was roaming around .
She pulled herself back and mumbled . . . "I taste coffee . "
"Hmm . " he pulled her close .
Ira resisted and roared, "You drank coffee?"
"I want it now," Ira demanded . From so many days she is trying to cure her coffee addiction . Even after craving and showing signs of withdrawal she maintained her calm .
And this man who made her leave coffee left a flavor in her mouth .
Now it's hard to control .
"Oh okay, I'll make you one . " Vivan nodded and licked her earlobe to continue .
"Now . . " she demanded .
"Okay," he sighed . Damn coffee . Why did I even make one? He was reluctant to leave .
"Also make me some breakfast hubby . "
"Yes, your majesty . "
Ira reached out her phone on the bedside table . She ringed Reeya .
"Hello Reeya"
"Oh! Oh! Oh! I can't believe it . Ira babes you called me . Is it you?" from the other side of the phone a sharp voice roared . Ira had to pull the phone a little farther from her ears to prevent bursting of her eardrum .
"Yes," she replied .
"Reeya, Can you go with me for shopping today?" Ira asked straight to the point .
"Shopping . . . Ah me?"Reeya sounded excited "Oh my God! Ira, you want me to go shopping with you . "
"So"
"Of course . When?"
Ira had to meet Reeya . She tried to remember the day of the accident, but even after stressing too hard she had no idea . She had a photographic memory . But what's the use if you can't remember the most important events?
Chapter end
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