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Continuing ,
Preeta and Karan walk out of the cottage holding hands as lovers driving to a nearby restaurant for having quick breakfast. They ate typical indian food when karan received call from mehul.She notice him slipping into deep thought asked for sometime and ended call.
Preeta :- Kya huwa karan is something bothering you ?
Karan :- (shook head) Kuch nahi huwa babydoll
Preeta :- Aap jhoot bol na jaante nahi phir koshish kyun karte hain? (pouts)
Karan :- Mehul ka call aya tha that instant bollywood wants an exclusive interview featuring us basically as a hot couple on Valentine's Day (nervously)
Preeta felt her body stiff can't react deep down fears interacting media that didn't go unnoticed by karan . He immediately held hand assuring not to take any kind of stress will simply decline requests as she isn't comfortable or lacks confidence although knows she can perfectly handle yet doesn't wanna force.
Karan :- Relax , just calm down and don't worry ye sab important nahi hai , pehle ki tarha we will avoid media interaction chalo breakfast khatm karo hospital ke liye already late hogaya hai
Preeta:- karan aap haan kardo waise bhi actor ke saath reh kar cameras ko avoid karna impossible hai also I don't wanna spoil your image. I am sure ke journalists ko bakwaas chaapne ki adat hai , main nahi chahti they misuse my fear better to face rather than running away... Aapke hote saari mushkilain apne aap asaan hojayenge so mere taraf se haan hai only if you promise to train me ?
Karan :- (smiled) I am proud of you my love don't worry dono mil kar reporters ko ache se jawaab dainge I promise mrs Luthra
Karan reluctantly drives towards hospital due to constant emergency leaves won't be getting anymore holidays to avoid work and enjoy personal life. Since hours both have been arguing on her sudden decision to compensate by doing night shift. He complaints sleeping without preeta is next to impossible while she scolded him not to act as stubborn child.
Preeta :- karan aap chahte hain meri job chali jaye? (angrily)
Karan:- I never said that stop putting your words in my mouth sirf keh raha hoon to do morning shifts raat sone ke liye bane haina and I can't sleep without my wife so you better understand warna mujhse bura koi nahi hoga (sternly)
Preeta :- OMG !! aap mujhe dhamke dairahe hain ? (cutely pouted)
Karan :- Pyaar se kaha tumhe samajh nahi aya which leaves me with last option that is threatening you biwi (smirks)
Preeta :- Aap bhi meri baat kaan khol kar sune aaj raat duty karna important hai can't step back so mr not so handsome sadu Luthra aap ko akele rehna hoga remember shaadi ke baad you travelled canada for 30 days without informing me so tonight enjoy loneliness meri jaan (winks)
Preeta was about to open passenger door to leave suddenly felt him pulling back by grabbing her shoulder due to which she collides into hard chest. Her breath stuck inside chest while heart fluttered with excitement. He gently tug hair strands behind ears blowing warm air on her face literally sending shiver down spine.
She closed eyes with a cute smile fisting tshirt inside little palms tries to wriggle out but karan keeps tightening grip around waist. He looks into her beautiful brown orbs with utmost love and affection making his preeta blush heard. She blinks down eyelashes unable to meet intense gaze cannot believe after making passionate love his mere gaze or touch affects so much.
Preeta :- karan please chodein koi dekh lega.... (pleaded)
Karan :- (caressing her lips sensually) Don't you dare ask me to leave kyunke aisa nahi hone wala. I will make sure hum dono raat ek saath guzarein doesn't matter if hospital according to me its gonna be fun to make secret love behind washroom doors or stretchers... What's say biwi ?
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