Chapter 327

This was not the first time that Akshar was holding her by her waist. But this was the first time his hands touched her warm skin that had been hidden underneath the cloths until now. Diya felt his firm hands around her waist too. Her hands tightened around his neck and she was standing on her toes as there was a few inches difference in their height now that she was not wearing her heels. This was the first time that she had actually seen him without his shirt on and the fact that she was in his arms, touching them sent a pleasant chill down her spine. His hold on her slowly intensified, gently revealing his passion through his lips. Lost completely in her kiss he almost picked her up. All of a sudden he felt a throbbing pain in his chest. He tried to ignore it but he had to let go of Diya as it was hurting pretty bad. Diya was startled for a minute and looking at his expression on his face and the direction his hand was going, she looked at his chest and almost screamed, "Oh! My god. You are bleeding". She ran over to the kitchen grabbed a couple of paper towels and handed it over to him and said, "Let me go get the first aid box." Her eyes were opened wide; with a shock in her face and a question on her forehead asking how did this happen. She rushed into the linen closet in the bathroom adjacent to her room and picked up the fist aid box. When she closed the door she saw herself in the mirror for a minute and noticed that one of the highly decorative stones on her blouse had partially come off and was dangling. It was black stone which was sharp on the edge that was dangling was now covered with blood. A surge of guilt came over her and she rushed back to attend to him. In the meantime Akshar had washed himself and the bleeding was little under control even though it hadn't stopped completely. He said, "Can you get me some ice?" She nodded and was back in a flash with some ice cubes. She helped apply the ice cubes one after the other as they were melting pretty quickly. Then she cleaned his wound with some cotton followed by the alcohol prep pad from the first aid kit. When she rubbed to clean the surface of the skin, he let out a gentle scream, "Ouch!" She smiled and said, "If you can drink alcohol I think you can handle this" and continued. "Ha ha. Very funny. I am the one in pain and not you." Akshar said sarcastically.


When Diya returned after cleaning any residue on the floor and putting everything back in place she saw him seated on the couch. He extended his hand indicating that she come and sit beside him. Diya smiled and pointed to the stone from her dress and said, "Let me change" and walked into her room. She removed her outfit and hanged it onto a nice suit hanger. She took an antiseptic cloth and wiped of the blood stain from the ornamental stone. She changed into a Capri and grabbed a top to wear. She noticed it had some beads on it. After what had happened she looked through her closet and ended up choosing a ultra soft, v-neck, ribbed puff sleeve top that was very plain. The v-neck was perfect and sat right on her chest. When she came out and sat next to him he said, "That took a while" and interlocked his left hand onto her right. She said, "Well I had to pick something that won't hurt you, no beads, no stones" and pointed to his band aid. He leaned forward and kissed her on her cheek and said, "I guess that was a tit for tat. I got you upset today. So you gave me a scar to remember" and laughed. She starred at him and frowned. He drew her close and kissed her again on her cheek and said, "Come on! That was a joke." She didn't smile with her lips but her eyes did. She grabbed the remote and he reached forward and took it away from her. Before she knew it she was leaning on his chest. He grabbed the throw that was on the couch and covered both of them and eased into the couch almost into a sleeping position. He kissed her on her forehead and said, "Can you move a little. Your elbow is right on my wound." She immediately got up and he pulled her over on top of him and his lips interlocked with hers. When he let go of her, she folded her arms on his chest and rested and elbow on it starring into his eyes and asked him "How many women, I mean how many girlfriends you have had so far?" He ran his fingers on her gently from her forehead to her chin gently pushing her hair back and twirling her strand of hair that fell on her face and said, "Do you really want to know?" and pulled her lower lip gently with his fingers, forcing her to move upwards and grabbed her lower lips with his while his hands gently glided onto her waist tightening his grip. His passion was slowly creeping onto her and she kissed him back not noticing that her top had slipped up a little and now her stomach was in direct contact with his chest sending warmth all over her.