This chapter contains a steamy scene between Shubman and Sara. If you're not comfortable with that, feel free to skip this part. Rest assured, you won't miss any crucial elements of the story.

Shubman and Sara were in the kitchen, getting breakfast ready while the kids were in the living room, preparing for school. Shubman leaned in to kiss Sara, but just as he was about to, Aahan walked in. Sara quickly pushed Shubman away, and Aahan said, "Mumma, I'm ready."

Sara smiled, kissing Aahan on the cheek. "Breakfast is ready too. Where's your sister?" she asked. Shubman, feeling a bit thwarted, scowled playfully at Aahan. Sara chuckled at Shubman's expression and handed breakfast to Aadhya and Aahan.

Once the kids had left for school, Sara went upstairs to get ready for work. She selected her outfit carefully—a silky, long-sleeved blouse in a muted grayish-blue color, complete with a bow tie at the collar that added a touch of elegance. The sleeves were slightly puffed with buttoned cuffs, giving the blouse a refined look. She paired it with high-waisted, wide-leg trousers in a light beige color, perfectly tailored to elongate her legs. To complete the outfit, she chose a pair of pointed-toe heels in a matching off-white shade, which added a formal touch. Her accessories were minimal: a small black handbag with a chain strap, adding sophistication without overwhelming the look.

As she finished getting ready, Shubman walked into the room and asked, "Are you heading to work?"

Sara nodded, "Yes, I have appointments with ten patients today. I'll be back by 1 pm."

Shubman pouted, a little disappointed. Sara smiled and walked over, giving him a quick peck on the lips. "Bye," she said softly.

"Bye," Shubman replied, watching as she headed out the door and off to the hospital.

As Sara settled into her office at the hospital, she started going through patient files, preparing for her appointments. Her phone buzzed on the desk, and she glanced at it briefly, seeing a message from Shubman.

Hubby❤️❤️: Miss you already, wifey.

Sara smiled softly but didn't reply, focusing back on her work.

A few minutes later, her phone buzzed again.

Hubby❤️❤️: Can't believe you left me alone on a Sunday.😢

She rolled her eyes playfully, but a small smirk formed on her lips.

Another buzz.

Hubby❤️❤️: You could've stayed, you know...

Sara chuckled quietly, shaking her head as she continued typing up notes from her last patient.

Hubby❤️❤️: What if I starve?

She bit her lip to suppress a laugh, thinking about how dramatic he could be.

Hubby❤️❤️: Or what if I just eat junk food all day?

Her eyes widened slightly, imagining him raiding the pantry. She took a deep breath, determined not to get distracted.

Hubby❤️❤️: I'm going to make a mess in the kitchen if you don't come back soon.

Sara raised her eyebrows, imagining the chaos he could potentially create.

Hubby❤️❤️: I'm lonely...😔

She sighed, feeling a pang of guilt but knowing she had to stay focused.

Hubby❤️❤️: I bet you're smiling at your phone right now, leaving me on seen.

Sara's lips twitched into a grin, impressed that he knew her so well.

Hubby❤️❤️: Okay, seriously, when are you coming home?

She checked the time, realizing that it was still too early to respond.

Hubby❤️❤️: I'll just nap until you get back. Don't keep me waiting too long, love.

Sara's expression softened as she read the last message. She leaned back in her chair, finally picking up her phone. But instead of replying, she simply shook her head, placed the phone back down, and went back to her work, though she couldn't wipe the smile off her face.

After finishing her appointments and wrapping up her work at the hospital, Sara gathered her things and headed home. The sun was shining brightly, and the afternoon breeze was gentle as she drove through the familiar streets. She was looking forward to seeing Shubman, curious about how he had spent his morning after all those texts.

When she reached home, she unlocked the door and stepped inside, immediately noticing how quiet it was. The house had that serene, almost sleepy feel to it, as if it had been waiting for her return. She slipped off her heels and walked into the living room, where she found Shubman sitting on the couch.

The TV was on, playing some sports channel, but it was clear Shubman wasn't paying any attention to it. His eyes were glued to his phone, scrolling absentmindedly through whatever had caught his interest. The look on his face was a mix of boredom and mild distraction, his thumb moving rhythmically over the screen.

Sara watched him for a moment, standing at the edge of the room, unnoticed. There was something endearing about the way he was so absorbed in his phone, oblivious to the world around him. She could tell he had been waiting for her, probably checking his phone to see if she'd replied to any of his messages.

Sara headed upstairs to freshen up after their brief moment on the couch. She slipped into something more comfortable, washing away the day's work and stress. The cool water felt refreshing against her skin, and as she dried off, she couldn't help but think about Shubman waiting downstairs. A small smile played on her lips as she decided to surprise him.

Once she was ready, she made her way back down. As she entered the living room, she noticed Shubman had switched from his phone to his laptop, his brows slightly furrowed in concentration. He was deeply engrossed in whatever he was checking, not even noticing her approach.

Without saying a word, Sara walked over and gently closed his laptop, placing it aside on the couch. Shubman looked up, surprised, but before he could react, Sara climbed onto his lap and leaned in, pressing her lips to his in a sudden, passionate kiss.

Shubman's eyes widened in surprise, but the shock quickly melted away as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer. He responded to her kiss with equal fervor, his hands sliding up her back, feeling the warmth of her skin through the fabric of her clothes.

Sara's fingers tangled in his hair, tugging lightly, eliciting a soft groan from him. She could feel the tension in his body slowly dissolving as he relaxed into the kiss. After a moment, she broke away, her breath warm against his skin as she began to trail kisses down his cheek, along his jawline, and finally to his neck.

Shubman closed his eyes, surrendering to the sensation, his hands tightening their hold on her waist. Each kiss sent a shiver down his spine, and he could feel his heartbeat quicken as Sara's lips worked their magic on his neck.

He tilted his head back slightly, giving her better access, lost in the moment. The worries of the day, the boredom, the texts—all of it faded away as he focused entirely on the warmth and love radiating from Sara.

"Sara..." he whispered her name softly, his voice filled with a mixture of desire and affection. He could hardly believe how lucky he was to have her, to share these moments with her.

But just as the moment intensified, Sara pulled back slightly, her lips still close to his skin, her breath hot against his neck. Shubman opened his eyes, meeting her gaze, which was filled with a playful yet intense passion. He didn't want the moment to end, but he could tell by the glint in her eyes that she had something in mind.

"What are you doing to me?" he asked, his voice low and husky, a grin tugging at the corners of his lips.

Sara just smiled mischievously, her fingers tracing small circles on his chest as she looked down at him, her heart racing with the thrill of their closeness. "Just making sure you don't forget how much I love you," she whispered, her voice soft yet filled with emotion.

Sara's playful smile deepened as she leaned in again, her lips returning to Shubman's neck. She pressed soft, lingering kisses against his skin, each one a tender reminder of her affection. Shubman let out a contented sigh, his eyes fluttering shut as he surrendered to the moment.

As she continued to kiss his neck, Sara could feel Shubman's heartbeat quicken beneath her touch. Her fingers gently stroked the side of his face, while her lips moved with a gentle rhythm, trailing down from his jawline to the base of his throat. She could sense the effect it had on him—how his breathing became slightly uneven, how his hands tightened their grip on her waist as if anchoring himself to her.

Shubman tilted his head back slightly, giving Sara even more access, completely absorbed in the sensation. He could feel the warmth of her breath against his skin, each kiss sending shivers down his spine. It was a moment of pure connection, where nothing else mattered but the closeness they shared.

Sara took her time, savoring the moment as much as Shubman was. She nipped at his skin playfully, her lips brushing against the sensitive spots that she knew would make him melt. Shubman couldn't help but let out a soft groan, the sound vibrating deep in his chest.

"You're driving me crazy," Shubman murmured, his voice thick with desire, but also filled with a deep affection for her. He opened his eyes and looked at her, his gaze filled with a mixture of love and longing.

Sara paused her kisses for a moment, looking into his eyes. "That's the idea," she teased softly, her voice a gentle whisper that only added to the intimacy of the moment.

Without breaking eye contact, she leaned in again, her lips brushing just below his ear, her breath hot against his skin. Shubman's hand slid up her back, his fingers threading through her hair as he held her close, unwilling to let go of the connection they were sharing.

The world outside their little bubble seemed to disappear. It was just the two of them, wrapped up in each other, their hearts beating in sync. The love they felt for each other was palpable, radiating between them with every kiss, every touch.

For Shubman, there was nothing else he needed in that moment. Sara's kisses, her touch, the warmth of her body against his—it was all he wanted, all he could think about. And for Sara, seeing the way Shubman responded to her, knowing she could bring him so much comfort and joy, filled her heart with a deep sense of satisfaction and love.

Shubman, now filled with a surge of passion, gently flipped them over so that Sara was beneath him, her back against the soft cushions of the couch. He looked down at her, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of his lips as he lowered his head, pressing his lips to her neck.

Sara's breath hitched the moment his lips met her skin. She closed her eyes, surrendering to the sensations flooding her body. The warmth of his mouth against her neck, the way he expertly moved from one spot to another, sent shivers down her spine. She felt a familiar heat rising within her as she tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer.

Shubman's kisses were both tender and possessive, his lips tracing a path from the curve of her neck to her collarbone. He could feel Sara's heart racing beneath him, each beat echoing the desire that thrummed between them. The softness of her skin, the way she responded to his touch—it was intoxicating.

As he continued to kiss her neck, Sara's hands tightened in his hair, her fingers tangling in the thick strands as she gently tugged, urging him closer. Shubman let out a low growl of approval, the sound vibrating against her skin, making her gasp softly.

"Sara," he murmured against her neck, his voice husky with emotion and desire. The way he said her name, like a prayer, sent a thrill through her.

Sara's heart swelled at the sound of his voice, her entire body attuned to every move he made. She felt him press against her, his weight a comforting presence, grounding her in the moment. As his kisses deepened, she arched her neck slightly, giving him even more access, her breaths coming in soft, shallow gasps.

Their connection was electric, each kiss, each touch, a reminder of the deep bond they shared. Shubman shifted slightly, his lips hovering just above hers as he looked into her eyes. The desire in his gaze mirrored her own, and without a word, he captured her lips in a deep, passionate kiss.

Sara responded immediately, her lips moving against his with equal fervor. Their kisses were urgent yet full of love, a blend of longing and comfort that only they could share. Her hands slid down from his hair to his shoulders, holding him close, not wanting to let go.

In that moment, nothing else mattered. It was just Shubman and Sara, lost in their own world, wrapped in the warmth of each other's embrace.