~May Be One Day ~

Chapter 20

"Ithu Sari Illa (This is not good!) "

Again the Old Man . Omkara lets out a sigh seeing the heated glares he was getting from the opposite side .

"Thatha En Sari Illa? Ithu En Ponjathi (Why No Good Grandpa - This is My Wife!) " Omkara says with pride in Tamil Thanks Ron for making me watch Tamil movies
while Gauri cuddles more in the crook of his neck while tightening her hold on him due to the chilling breeze.

"Thatha? Who is Grandpa? - I am Young at Heart - Little Boy !"

"Little Boy?" Omkara frowns and moves a bit forward while Gauri groans against his nape irritated while tangling her arms around his neck .

He lets out a sigh while snaking his arms around her waist and holding her securely in his arm. He sees the blanket which she had wrapped around him . Taking it he covers her – a small smile appears on her lips . Her lips touch his nape as he closes his eyes sighing. It's going to be a long night .

The Old Man had gone back to sleep which was a relief for Omkara Singh Oberoi. He is getting some alone time with his wife . He tucks the tendrils which was disturbing as the creases in her forehead disappears . He places his palm on her cheeks leaning down he gives her a small kiss on her forehead

"Wifey!" He chuckles while placing his head on top of hers .

"A Peaceful night –Indeed!" He whispers while closing his eyes and pulling her more closer to him .

Gauri yawns while snuggling more closer to the warmth . "When did My Pillow get so hard?" She mumbles while stretching her arms . Stirring and opening her eyes slowly Gauri finds her trapped by two muscular arms . Feeling something heavy on the top of her head . She looks up to see his head on top of hers .

Her lips curve up seeing his pout and the innocence his face masked up . She pulls him by his forearm while letting his head rest on her shoulder . Her palm patting his cheek .It was just 4 in the morning . Still it was dark around . Seeing the blanket which had pooled up on her lap she smiles he wrapped it around her .

"This Feels---" She whispers to his sleeping form and grins not getting the correct word to describe how ecstatic she feels right now . May be I should give it a thought?

Her finger tips graze her forehead Sure she felt someone kissing her and it was him! .. Her face fills with affection towards the man who was next to her She knew she shouldn't be keeping hopes but how She cannot? When he was so caring?—Feeling him moving Gauri pulls her hand back feeling self conscious . She feels tingles as she lets out a shy smile playing on her lips as his lips brush her nape unconsciously as he wakes up and straightens himself . Sukoon as he defines her – He had a peaceful sleep with her in his arms .May be the Journey to Mussorie was the new start to their lives – A gracious smile making its way towards their shining orbs as they look away from each other blushing and ecstatic .

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Omkara opens the door of his car which he had left it in the station before they went to Delhi. Gauri gives him a small smile before taking the passenger seat . Omkara walks around and sits in the driver seat. Gauri for the first time hated how her cheeks had heated up and the redness was at its peak that it wouldn't leave. Those few moments in his arms made her feel tingles in her skin and the way She smelled now more like him, his earthly musky unique scent , wasn't helping her get out of the sensation and tickling she felt in the pit of her stomach .

Omkara drives in silence but the lips which had curved up did not even fall for a minute . Shaking his head to get rid of the feels She had made him feel – He chuckles silently Why was he behaving like a hormonal teenager?