Unfortunately for Shivaay that day, his P.A., Khanna could only manage to get the economy flight back to India from London. 19 hours straight in an economy class wasn't something very pleasant.
Shivaay was trying to control his motion sickness by breathing practise when he felt a grip on his hand.
"Please just let me hold your hand! You seem calm. I'm totally scared of flying!" The girl next to him uttered as she began to hyperventilate during the take-off.
She was about to puke when Shivaay pulled her in for a tight hug, diverting her mind, which actually worked well for both of them.
"Thanks!" She whispered once they were off the ground.
"You're welcome!"
"I'm Annika, by the way! And you are?"
"Shivaay..." He kept his surname a secret.
"That's a very royal name! Suits you well!" She exclaimed as she looked into his eyes.
"And that's exactly how your Mumma fell in love with me!" Shivaay told his 5 months old daughter who had the same eyes as his.
"Liar! It's the other way around!" Annika reprimanded him as she took their 3 year old son to bed.
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A Sip Of Love!
RomanceCome and take in a few sips and get drunk in the esssence of love! These are all drabbles of Shivika, each drabble, each sip you take will feel different!
