Part-85-4

"Sure." Aryan faked smile walking off the dance floor. "Randhir." She screamed in joy throwing her arms around him. He could  clearly tell she was drunk but yet she look cute. "Yes princess?" He asks drawing circles on her back. "Aryan was an amazing dancer." "I'm better than him." He deadpanned. "He is hot." "I'm hotter." "Why are you comparing yourself with him." She frowned. "I'm not. You are." "No I'm just stating things. It's you who are comparing." "Come on Sanyukta I think we should go home." He don't know why but there was a sudden urge to take her home and keep her to himself only. Was he being jealous? May be he thought. He has all right to be. He can't see his wife with anyone else. Let people call him possessive as if he care. "No." She shook her head. "We are going if you like it or not." He growled clutching her wrist and dragging her out. "We are going." Randhir announced to the group. "Parth can you please drop Kaustuki?" "Yes I will but why so suddenly." "She is drunk so I think she should just rest now." He gestured to Sanyukta. "Sir." Jignesh interrupted. Don't worry I'll drop Kaustuki." "Parth will be dropping Kaustuki. End of discussion." Randhir snapped. He has enough of the jignesh drama for today. Enough of being nice for the day. "If we are going back home then I'm driving." Sanyukta huffed as Randhir dragged her out. "You don't know how drive remember?" "You taught me yesterday remember?" She mimicked his tone. "No one learn driving a car in a day." "I do because I'm genius." She smirked. "Give me the keys." She said reaching for his jeans pocket. "Sanyukta you are drunk and drunk driving is illegal and not safe." "I'm not drunk." She slurred. "You don't want me to drive because you love your stupid car more than me." "You know that's not true." "So let me drive." She grinned forwarding his palms. "Tomorrow promise." "Pakka wala?" "Yup. Now come on sit inside." ----------------------------------------- "We are home." He said parking the car. "So what I'm not going out." She was sitting on the passenger sit with her arms crossed. Randhir frustratingly sighed running his finger in his hair. This woman has more mood swings when drunk. Whole ride was like a headache for him. "Sanyukta enough of the drama. Move out." He was standing on her side waiting for her to come out. "Nope." "Now don't blame me afterwards. You asked for this." Soon Sanyukta was on his shoulder making everything looks upside down for her. "Put me down." She yelled. "Will you walk willingly?" "Nope." "Sorry than." He chuckled walking inside. "Randhir put me down or I'll puke on you." She threatened. "Warm shower, two three bottles of perfume and I'll will be fine. So go puke on me." He shrugged. "Are you serious?" "Totally." "You are gross." "Whatever suits you." "Go change now." He said dropping her on the bed. "And no more argument on this." "Fine." She nodded walking to the closet to pick out a shirt of his. Again a mood swing. He raised his brow amusingly. Drunk Sanyukta was really cute. "Unzip it for me." She said. "Sure thing." Dropping her dress Sanyukta threw a T-shirt over shoulder. The T-shirt was huge enough covering her mid thighs. "Done." She said hopping on the bed. "What about your bottoms." "Nah! I'm to lazy to wear something. I want to sleep." She yawned. "You can't sleep like this." "Of course I can. It's not like I'm not wearing anything under this T-shirt. I'm wearing my panty. See." She pulled up her shirt to show him. "No matter how cute you are but you are giving me headache now." He said hiding his amusement. "And please don't as if you haven't seen anything. Just let me sleep." Drunk Sanyukta was more bold than the sober one. Randhir chuckled pulling her down making her head rest on his chest. "Sleep." He kissed her forehead.