Anika's day had been anything but interesting. She couldn't focus on whatever she was doing. She had almost screamed at Vishal when he had tried to cheer her up. He was her assistant. He did almost everything perfectly. He also took care of the small things she missed out. Anika was always very grateful to him. But this morning when he had tried to ask why she seemed in a off mood she had simply screamed at him for trying to interfere in her personal life. 

The anger wasn't on him. It was on her husband. Her husband! She of course couldn't scream at him or be mad at him. Former was never the kind of behavior they threw at each other and for latter she had no courage or heart. No she couldn't be mad at him when everyone was happy for he was home. Everyone including he himself were happy. Nice. She was no one to spoil the show. She knew what their happiness meant to her, she would never spoil it for her sake.

She was more mad at herself for behaving like a spoilt brat. She should be mature and be happy her husband was home, family was happy and life was perfect again. She just couldn't be. 

It was late when she left from Mehra's Mansion. They had a beautiful mansion. She was charmed by the majestic building. The lush green garden, the huge corridors, the beautifully carved ceilings. They were all beautiful. But today she had felt no better seeing them. Every freaking minute was occupied by her mind to go back to the thoughts of her husband. What he thought? What was he thinking about her? Did he figure out why she was behaving odd? Did he talk to Pinky and Shakti about it later? Lastly, What was his surprise? She feared it more than she was excited about it. Truth be revealed- she wasn't excited a percent. But very anxious.

She somehow felt at sometimes that she was no where in his life. No where. This pained more than her battle within herself for treating him this way. Either she had fallen out of love or they both had. But at least on the surface he showed he cared. She smiled sarcastically. Yeah he cared. She looked away as she waited for her cab to arrive. Tears did not seem to stop making random appearances in her eyes, ever since his arrival. 

She looked at her phone. Great! The cab rejected the ride. Yeah. The world should reject her. She was of no good! Frustrated and trying hard to bite back her tears she was about to hail an auto when her phone rang. 

S H I V A A Y.

She glared at the phone. She was beginning to hate him. He was hurting her. Everything and anything about him hurt. Biting her lips she picked up the call.

"Are you done with work at the Mehra's mansion yet?"

How did he know?  "Umm., almost. How--?"

"Oh. Great. --I called up at office and was informed. Be at the gate I am just on the way. Perhaps two minutes away."

Her jaw dropped. "Ahh..But..Okay!" She cut the call quickly. Taking out her water bottle she quickly gulped some. Then fishing out her small make up box she had a look at herself. Trying to smile she waited.

As he had said, he arrived in two minutes. She smiled. The one smile she had practiced over in past two minutes. Her gaze met his and he gave a genuine smile. Her heart jumped at that. He was still capable of making her feel so many things with nothing. She tore away the gaze quickly and got on the car beside Pinky.

"Madam you are late!" Pinky said haughtily.

Shakti and Shivaay laughed from the front seats.

"Sorry, Mumma. I was just returning home."

"You are in time." He glanced back and gave her a smile. She looked at him returning a smile for the sake of it.

The drive was filled with questions and guesses from the parents. While Shivaay asked them to keep patience.

Anika was relatively silent simply nodding and enjoying looking outside. The weather was beautiful for a drive. 

* * *

"Anika see the weather is perfect, let's go."

"Shivaay. Have you seen the time. Its late. We should get to bed remember you have to go for site inspection with Papa?"

He slipped his arm around her and hugged her from behind as she was walking to the cupboard to pull out her dress for the night.

He nuzzled into he crook of her neck, she leaned slightly and arched in response. Her hand automatically cupping his face. 

"Please. The weather is so perfect. We will be back soon. I promise. Anika one romantic drive. You can't say no."

Anika turned to him playfully. She slipped her arms around his waist and he pulled her closer in response. "Someone is in mood for a drive I see."

"Then? Please."

"No."

"Anika. " he pleaded, tickling her.

"This is not fair. "

"I will leave you only if you agree to come. Right now. "

"Can I ever say a no to you?"

"That's like my wife!" He bent forward to kiss her when she dodged.

"I thought we were going on a drive." She giggled seeing his irked expression.

"You are a mood spoiler Anika." He pressed the tip of his index finger against the tip of her nose. Then quickly grabbing her arm he marched out with her. 

Later, the two were sky-gazing in the cool of night. While she sat against the tree, he was lying down with his head in her lap. 

"Anika!"

"Hmm" she hummed feeling perfectly content. Her fingers gently moving through his hair.

"You are the best wife ever."

She smiled bending down to see him stare up at her. "I know!" She winked, kissing his cheek.

"And..still a mood spoiler. " he said as he noted she missed his lips and reached his cheeks.

She giggled, when he sat up and looked at her. She shifted slightly shy of his gaze on her. But did not break the eye contact. He cupped her face, bringing his closer to hers. 

"Shivaay, we are not in our ro--" she whispered.

"I don't care. Beside there is no one here except you and me!"  With that he claimed her lips. She slowly kissed back. He was sitting on his knees and she slowly moved closer in his warmth as he directed her. Soon she felt his hand tug at the buttons of her kurti and sooner slip inside. She gasped. He moaned and his hand played inside her top. Shy, she broke apart staring at him breathless. She was never okay with display of affection in public. He however was willing to love her anywhere. 

He looked at her with immense intensity in eyes.

"What ?" He asked as she stared. 

She widened her eyes, nodding her head in a no. He laughed and slowly kissed her cheek. Then he quickly held her hand making her get up. She was baffled at his sudden urge to leave, but simply went with the flow. But once near the car he helped her into the backseat and she gasped realising what was in his mind.

"Shivaay NO!"

"Anika Yes,"

This man was crazy. He wanted to make love to her in the back seat of his car which was in mid of a lonely road. When he could get back to the comfort of their bedroom. 

Before she could protest further he was already kissing her hands fondling her curves and flabs. His hand quickly helped her get rid of her kurti while he left kisses everywhere. She could only moan his name and gasp at his teasing. 

Soon she was breathlessly chanting his name and he was moaning as they moved together in the rhythm of love. Finally, they kissed each other reaching to the extreme of ecstasy. 

His shoulder heaved as he panted. She stared up at him. He was crazy. The fact that he was crazy for her filled her heart with pride. She slowly kissed his shoulder and then his soft cheeks. He kept staring at her. God, he couldn't love her as much as she loved him, he thought at times. Through the hell or heaven she was by him. He couldn't thank existence enough for giving him her. 

"Anika..."

"Hmm.." She naughtily kissed him on his neck not before giving a light bite there. 

"Ugghh..did I say mood spoiler before?"

She giggled.

"You are. a. Turn On wifey!" He said with a new mischievous glint.

Her eyes widened and jaw dropped. She pushed him away slightly. "We.are.driving.back Shivaay. Now."

"But-- we can--"

"Shsh..home now." She said faking anger.

"You have no clue how hot you look with that fake anger mode on!"

She couldn't help but smile. "No.Mr. We are going home. Now. Your flirting doesn't help here."

He got off her giving her a scrunched face look. "Mood spoiler." He remarked.

"Bipolar!" She snapped back.

He made faces at her lovingly helping her getting dressed. Suddenly, he stroked her cheek looking at her intently. Her eyes fluttered slightly as she looked at him.

She gently held his hand. "Shivaay."

"I love you." He said his voice heavy with emotion. "I can't imagine a life without you." He admitted honestly.

She kissed the back of his palm. "Love you too. I am not leaving you ever." 

He smiled , "Well that I can see..but how are we going to get home if you don't leave me".

She hit him, her cheeks coloring up. Trust him to make her bold at one moment and shy at another.

"Ouch. That hurt. "

"Did it?" She asked concerned.

"Hell yeah!"

"Oh no. " she hit him again, until he climbed out. Both of them soon laughing.

"I will runaway Anika if you torture me like this!"

"Try it . But, the consequences will be deadly, Mr. husband. "

"Like?" He said .

She grabbed the keys from his hand. "I m going to drive you crazy and then you will regret running away. "

"Anika you aren't driving."

"I am."

"No."

She had already got on to the driver's seat. "You coming home?"

"Drive--safe." He said getting on.

"I will. You aren't running away are you?" She laughed and he looked at her adoringly.

"And here we are after the long journey!" Shivaay announced dramatically. His words brought her out of her private zone in her head. Exactly. Here they were after everything!

-Anami!