When You LOVED Me...

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The rain was pouring hard on the glass planes. It was first rain of Mansoon and Mia was admiring it from the glass wall of her bedroom. The fragrance of rain was in the air and winds are blowing softly.

Mia decided to enjoy the weather. She climbed down the stairs and went to the backyard from backdoor. She felt bad for her pink-white kurti because it was something she had purchased recently but it didn't waiver her from going out in the rain.

Aaron was still working, and there is no one in the house beside her, but nonetheless she checked the backyard before making her way into the downpour of droplets. At first she just stood there, arms out and face towards the sky, eyes closed and let the water soak her, her face, her soul, until her lips broke into a smile of releif, of peace, of oneness with nature.

She loves rain.

She loved this feeling, there is no better words to explain it. She opened her eyes, saw the rain coming down on her face, soaking her clothes, she made her way forward inspecting her surrounding which was lush of green grass, and tress surrounding the area. She was thankful for that, she was very shy about someone seeing her dancing in the rain.

Because she doesn't know how to dance.

Well, doesn't that sound familiar.

She twirled softly in the middle of the ground, before jumping two steps back and forth of her position. A giggle left her when water collected in the grass splashed on her. Her hair clung to her face and her clothes on her body as she twirled and moved in the rain, in uncoordinated movements.

This very moment reminded of so many memories. Her first dance with Aaron and of her swimming lesson under waterfall. There was rhythm in nature, which was in harmony with her heart. Her heart was singing and her soul was dancing.

What was this feeling?

She stopped abruptly as light caresses of droplets turned into heavy rainfall. And her question keep echoing in her mind. Her heart pounding in sync with the rain. As she felt herself in midst of another
storm, of passion, of emotion.

"If this is enough for today madam, please come inside, a storm is coming." Mia jumped hearing Aaron's voice and turned to see him standing arms crossed under the porch of the backyard. He held a serene expression but amusement in his eyes. He raised a slick eyebrow at her when she remained silent or rather dumbfounded.

"I-I am not afraid of storms." She stuttered feeling chills go through her, and it wasn't because of cold.

"Is that so?" He smirked and then summoned a serious expression. "Even if that's the case, you are not immune to cold, come inside."

"I do not fall sick easily." She screamed because of the loud rain platter and then added with austere expression, "And don't to have work to finish? Go finish it, Shoo."

Aaron senses a little tick in her voice, as he made his way over to her. She took a step back getting away from him, he too drenched in the rain, before grabbing her from her waist and hauling her on his shoulders and making their way inside.

"Oh my god!" Mia laughed and shrieked while hitting on Aaron's back lightly and flailing her legs in the air,
"Aaron, put me down! Put me down!."

Aaron put her down only when they reached their bedroom. Despite being in the cold, his body felt undeniably hot by their closeness.

"Go, take a hot shower, so you don't catch cold." Aaron ordered nudging Mia towards the bathroom.

"Bossy." Mia mumbled as she made her way into the bathroom, getting the white rug wet from the water. They both are soaking and they both are trying to ignore the sexual tension in the room.