Chapter 56: Chapter 56

Riya's POV

I was so confused that I went home and prepared dinner for both of us. We needed to talk.

He came after about half an hour. We had food silently as I didn't want to spoil his mood. I wanted to say many things but didn't know how to start it.

He got up from my couch stretching his long body with a smothered yawn and after saying good night to me, he went out I followed him to the door of my apartment.

" Don't you think that the air is quite heavy and humid and the night sky is very dark and cloudy?" He turned to say all of a sudden.

" Hmmm! "

" I have a hunch that it might rain for the whole night. " He said.

" Maybe... " I said.

" I am afraid the storm is on the way. " He said and I just nodded.

I think he was buying more time.

I don't know but there was something between us at that moment. I felt that he wanted to say something else. But was not able to frame the sentence.

" See you tomorrow... Good night. " He said I nodded.

I kept waiting for him to say what he was hesitant to say but he shook his head and went to his home and I came back to my room.

I closed the window of the room as it was supposed to rain. It was a long tiring day. I wanted to take a refreshing bath before sleeping.

I had just undressed when all the lights went off. For the moment, I just froze in the darkness, startled, then I saw a faint silver flash and about ten seconds later, there was a deafening crash of thunder.

The storm, he had anticipated, actually came, it appeared that it knocked out the electricity supply.

I tried to remain calm as it happens sometimes. I touched the walls and door blindly to find my dressing gown as it must have been hanging there somewhere.

Finally, I found it and slipped it on and came out of the washroom. And was looking for my phone so that I could switch on the torch.

The storm was raging violently just overhead and I kept counting the silver flash in the dark night sky followed by the sounds of thunder.

I was never scared of thunders but then, I had never been through a storm like that. The noise was deafening and the flashes of light made my eyes hurt.

I heard faint knocking sounds... Was I imagining it?? Maybe it was a thunderstorm only. Just then I heard a loud knocking sound on the outer door. Then I realised that it was Dr path, checking if I was alright?

Still shaky with nerves, I groped my way to the door and opened it. Dr Parth stood there with a flashlight. He shone it on my face and I blinked, putting up a hand.

" I can't see anything with the shining right into my eyes. " I said.

" Yeah! Sorry! Have you got any candles? " He asked.

" No, didn't even think about them. Do you have? " I asked.

" Yes, I have I brought some for you the power may not be restored for quite a while. They usually cut the power during such weather. But it seemed that maybe the transformer got damaged. It might get restored only after the storm would stop.

He lowered the flashlight's beam and now I could see him. It seemed that he was taking the shower too. As his hair was damp. And he was also wearing just a navy blue towelling bathrobe. I could see his bare legs below the edge of his robe.

" I was in the bath when the lights went out. I almost cracked my skull open, slipping on the soap. Then I stood up and I tried to come out. " He said and raised the flashlight a bit. I saw his face was shocked to see him.

" Oh, my God! Your forehead is bleeding... I think you did hit your head somewhere, you better come in and let me put a plaster on that. " I said and he came inside, shutting the door.

" We need to clean the wound. Please come with me. " I said and he followed me to the bathroom.

I asked him to sit down on the edge of the bathtub as he was almost eight inches taller than me. He sat down there and I found some cotton wool, moistened it and cleaned the cut on his forehead.

I leaned forward to see the cut better. It wasn't as bad as it had looked at first. It had more blood than the wound. I gently dried it.

I was getting very conscious of the proximity to Dr Parth. My mouth suddenly felt very dry and I moistened them with my tongue.

I was standing close to him so close that I could feel his eyes on the lapels of my dressing gown, I hope he doesn't come to know that I just not wearing much beneath it.

My fingers trembled as I applied the small plaster pressing it down over the cut.

" Done!! " I said, trying to step back when all of a sudden his hands snaked around my waist and held me tight. His other hand cupped the nape of my neck before I could move.

He pulled my head down, whispered a quick 'thanks' just before kissing me.

I went tense in his arms all of a sudden but he kept kissing me ignoring my resistance.

I tried to resist that kiss as it was wrong, he could not kiss me like that if he felt for someone else. But his mouth softened the moment my lips parted. For a moment, I kissed him back with my eyes shut.

Shit!! What was I doing?? I must not let things go out of my hands. He does not even feel anything for me. It's not right. I thought and tried to push him away.

My palms flattened on his wide shoulders and I don't know how one of them slid without my permission and I felt his warm skin. My hand was on the side of his neck.

" Leave me!! Dr Parth, please! But he kept looking at me as if he had lost every sense. He was just looking at me. I should not have invited him to the washroom.

Suddenly he pulled me downwards across his lap. I was shocked and gasped as I fell on his lap with my feet off the ground.

I tried to get up but could not as my feet didn't reach the floor. I was about to tell him to leave me when I saw him bringing his face closer to me again.

He claimed my mouth again. I was held tightly in his lap while he kissed me with an urgency as if his life depended on the kiss. I was getting affected by it again.

He was still kissing me and I lost the battle and started kissing him back. He pulled me more into a tight hug and in the process, his one hand slid inside my dressing gown and if he had not guessed that I was not wearing much under that gown, he knew it now.

Even he seemed to be shocked for a moment and his mouth still for a few seconds.

I was very embarrassed and tried to break the kiss to tell him to leave me. Maybe he felt me getting tense as well, he immediately deepened the kiss.

His tongue was warm and was caressing mine trying to relax me but I was getting more tense because of what his hands were doing to me now.

They were caressing me slowly but seductively making my head swim.

Oh, God!!! Why was he doing all that? Why was I letting him do all that?