Part-85-1

"Sanyukta, what is all this?" Randhir asked in a tone full of horror. As he entered the room all he could see was cloth scattered all over the floor. The image was hard for him to digest. What happened to all tidy Sanyukta. This room was a mess, for once making him uncomfortable. Seems like all her clothes from the closet were out in the room. "I have nothing to wear." Sanyukta cried as she took out another dress and threw it on the floor. "Says the lady who have hundreds of dress thrown on the floor." Randhir sighed, taking off his shoes he walked towards her meanwhile making sure not to step on any of the dresses. "Would you like to enlighten me, why all this mess?" He gestured to the clothes. "We have a party to attend and I have like nothing to wear." "Party? What party? And most importantly whose party? I wasn't inform." He asked in confusion. "I'm throwing a party Randhir." She informed him. "Wow! When did that happen?" He scratched his head. Her words were making him more confuse. "In the morning." She replied. "I thought we should give Parth and Vidhushi a party. After all they have announced such a big news. Therefore, to celebrate the news we are going to a club. You me Parth Vidhushi and Kaustuki." She purposefully skipped the part where she was to tell him that apart from them one more person Jignesh was also invited. She will tell him when they will get in the car that way there will be no backing out. Hah! Smart move. She mentally patted her back. "Club?" "Why are you repeating everything I'm saying with a question mark or a exclamation mark?" She frowned. "Sorry." He apologized. "But seriously why club? You want to give them a party, fine, I have no problem. We can go to a nice restaurant and have dinner. The dinner will be from your side and that can be considered as party too." "Dinners are boring." She pouted. "Let Vidhushi do something interesting now, later it will be like bed rest and all." "Are you sure?" "Absolutely. I had never been to a club. This will be like a new experience to me." She smiled. "Then club it is." He too smiled patting her head. She wanted to go to the club, they will go the club. No further questions asked. "And if you don't mind," She encircled her arms around his neck. "Can I have few shots Mr Shekhawat?" Sanyukta could feel his body getting rigid as she said those words. "Sanyukta." He inhaled before continuing speaking. "Don't ever call me Mr Shekhawat." He said sternly and firmly. "Never." He cupped her face. "That reminds how you used to address me in the beginning of our marriage and I don't want to remember anything that was unpleasant about our relationship." His tone was softer now, body little more relaxed. "Hmm." She nodded closing her eyes. The thought of the early days was not something she wish to experience ever again. So much misunderstanding, hasty judgments. She sighed. "Aren't you being hypocrite Sanyukta." He snaked his arms around her waist, pulling her closer. "You want to have few shots, what about me?" He raised his brow playfully, thus discarding all the past issues. "You too can have Randhir. I just want you to be safe and not act stupid." "OK madam." He smiled. "Now quickly help me find a dress because going to shopping right now doesn't seems to be quite appropriate." She twitched her lips. "Ask Kaustuki to lend you dress. She has many, I know." "I can't. Our size are different. You should know this too." She rolled her eye. "What do I know about all this." He shrugged. "Oh please Randhir you are well aware of my sizes." She winked clutching his collar and pulling him closer. "Hmm.. May be I'm not sure." His hands moved down to her hips, his fingers tracing the curves before moving in front up to her breast. "Let me get it confirm." "Randhir. Stop." She breathed heavily pushing him lightly just to make a correct distance. "We don't want to be late." She knew that it was necessary to stop him or else she will not be able to stop herself. Being a host and getting late to a party was not her thing no matter how inviting the alternative was. She sighed internally. "I don't care." He huskily whispered again leaning forward. "But I do." Her hands were still firm on his chest. "Host should not be late." "Hah! Like they would care." "Of course. They will." "Sanyukta.." Her husband definitely got some mood swings today. "Randhir..." She glared mimicking his tone. "Fine." He rolled his eyes. "But I'm not letting you go without this." He said quickly pressing his lips with her before she could protest. "As if I was letting you go without this." She fisted his collar tightly pulling him closer. "I know you can't resist my charm. It just about the time." He smirked in between the kiss, his hands again resting on the hem of her shirt. "Don't push your luck Randhir." She nipped his lips. "For now just shut up and kiss me properly -------------------------------------------------- "Are you ready?" Randhir asked buttoning up few last buttons of his not so casual yet casual shirt pairing it up with dark blue jeans making him look absolutely handsome. "Yes." She smiled turning towards his direction throwing her arms on her either side to flaunt her look. She was simply dressed in a black knee length dress, fitting her curves perfectly. After piling almost all her clothing on the floor finally she got something to satisfy her. The dress was thrown somewhere in the corner of the closet. In fact she didn't had the slightest of the idea from where it came but that's all OK till it serve its purpose. For next time she will remember to buy a dress before throwing a party. Some random dress will not work always. "How Am I looking?" She asked. A slight smirked tugging at the corner of her lips as she saw Randhir's expression. He was shamelessly gawking her. Moving closer to her, he brought his hand to her caressing her cheeks before pushing the locks behind her ear. "Hot." He whispered making her blush. The smirk she wore a minute ago turned into a shy smile. That was blunt. That comment of his caught her off guard for a second. She never thought that compliments like hot or sexy were made for her. "Thank you." She replied, red color still adoring her cheeks. "Anytime princess." He kissed her forehead. "Shall we move now?" Randhir asked after minutes of complete silence. "Somebody was saying that host should not be late " "Yes, but you button up your shirt first." "Breaking news." He spoke dramatically. "If you look properly you can see they are already buttoned. "I'm talking about the first three buttons." She pointed her finger to his three buttons. "I'm not liking the way they are revealing your chest." A perfectly chiseled one, she skipped that detail. She don't want anymore ego boost of his. "Jealous, are we?" He chuckled amusingly. "No." She denied confidently. "I'm just preserving what is mine." She whispered huskily, her hands roaming against his chest seductively. "Is par sirf mera haq hai." She repeated his lines. "Stop being childish Sanyukta." He shook his head. "Randhir please." She pouted. "Um-hmm." He shook his again. "Fine." She huffed. "But I will not let you go without this." She repeated his lines again bring her lips to his. Breaking the kiss she kissed his jaw lines before dropping the kiss on his Adams apple.