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❝Pioneering the art of constructing love, my Kanmani.❞
Xavier teased her skin, slowly caressing her cheeks and her lips trembled.
❝You don't dare!❞
And he kissed her.
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When he had compromised his dreams and...
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Xavier sat silently, his fingers massaging his temple like he was trying to physically wring the irritation out of his skull. Across from him, Satya sat with all the smugness of a cat that had just knocked a priceless vase off a shelf. She raised her right brow mischievously, barely concealing a grin.
"Kerala for a whole week, huh?" she purred, twirling her whiskey glass like it was some kind of crystal ball. "I told you—take her to Italy. If you'd listened to me, I wouldn't be here giving you a TED Talk on why Capri shits all over Kumarakom."
Shaking his head, he closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, exhaling sharply. The "cute" friend sitting across from him was doing nothing but proving herself to be an infuriating little piece of shit. "Are you done with your innuendos and immature teasing?"
"Xavier... I haven't even started," she replied, her smile morphing into something devilish.
He sipped from his glass and muttered, "What are you, ten? Twelve?"
Satya let out a faux gasp. "Thirty-one, but oh my God, do I really look that young?" she asked, pitching her voice high enough to make his ears ache.
He shut his eyes again, willing himself to slowly count to ten. People swore by this for anger management. He wasn't convinced, but desperate times...
1... 2... 3...
"Don't stress. I'll handle the Xhasis solo while you're off rediscovering your libido," she continued, nonchalant and unrelenting. "What's it been? Seven years? Since you got any action in your life—or, rather, allowed yourself to?"
4... 5... 6...
"Too long, Xav. Way too long. You should start paying attention to the natural needs of your body."
7... 8... 9...
"Also, make sure to buy some condoms. They've got a lot more variety these days—dotted, extra thin, delayed climax with some chemical shiz... Oh, glow-in-the-dark ones, in case you want to recreate a laser tag experience.. And FYI, I'm not ready to be a godmother anytime soon."
Fuck this.
"See yourself out. Now," he snapped, his whole body burning hot. His mind betrayed him, conjuring an image of Krithika in his arms—naked, warm, tangled in sheets with his body. It wasn't a hard picture to summon, not when his every waking thought already belonged to her.
Satya placed her glass on the counter and tittered. "Ah, there he is. My little blushing Xavier."
"Satya, I swear to God, if you're not gone in the next ten seconds, I'll throw you out myself."
