"I never asked you to wait." She whispered, I pull away to look at her face. "It's you who is waiting."

"Are you sure?" I arch an eyebrow amused.

"I am." She smiles at me then takes two steps backward. "You need to shower now."

I close my eyes as she laughs, taking a step close to her I grab her hand as I pin her against the wall.

"I need you." I stare right into her eyes as the words roll out of my tongue. She gasps looking away from me.

"Mumma." I hear Arya screeching from downstairs.

"I think, right now Arya needs me," Mishti mumbles as she bites her lip to prevent her laughter.

My eyes roam all over her glamorous face before they trail down her curves.

I narrow my eyes at her as she continues to stifle her laughter. As I hear my kid's voices getting close I know they are going to enter the room anytime soon just like they have been doing in the preceding month and break off our romance.

I look around the room as Mishti stops laughing and attempts to shove me away figuring out Arya and Aryan are on the way. Before any of these could occur I clasp her hand and drag her with me.

I hear her gasping in shock as I pull open the bathroom door and tug her in with me. Pinning her against the door, I lock it before I look down at my beautiful wife.

"Fuck!" She curses slowly glaring at me.

"We can't." I shake my head. "I still remember you moan boisterous and we have kids out there so we can't right now."

The corner of my lips raises in a smirk as she struggles with her utterances. As I contemplate her expression my smirk wipes out of my face, I conveyed funnily but I know it hit her hard that she doesn't remember any of it.

"Let's bless your ears with my boisterous moans, again." She grins at me aiming to ease the tension between us.

I love how we deal with stuff in our lives.

Chuckling to myself I shake my head as I lean in to kiss her. I rest my hand on her cheek as my other hand grips her waist. She lays her hands on my chest as we kiss slowly memorizing the moment, her cold fingertips on my skin make me turn on all over again.

"Mumma."

We pause our lips as we open our eyes to look at each other when we hear Arya's voice. I deepen the kiss as she takes her hands off of my chest.

"Where did Mumma go?" We hear Arya's confused voice.

"She said she'll be in the room," Aryan answered her.

"A...Abir," Mishti murmurs against my lips.

"Maybe she's in the washroom," Aryan indicates.

"If Mumma is there then where is Papa?" Arya questioned. Then we hear silence from them before we hear them laughing lowly.

I pull away to look at her as we hear them.

"I can't believe you are doing this." Mishti shakes her head and I grin at her before I peck her lips.

"There are many things you are not going to believe," I murmur as I lean down to kiss her neck.

"Mumma." Arya screeched and Mishti pushed me. "Are you in there?"

I look at her stunned as I take a grip of the sink to not lose my balance.

"Ary, let's wait for her downstairs." I hear Aryan explaining.

That's my boy.

"Are they really together?" Arya asked in her not-so-hushed tone. I shake my head at her curiosity and Mishti lets out a breath.

We stay silent for a while before I pull open the bathroom door and peek my head out.

"Gone." I grin at her as I close the door again.

"Okay, stop." She rolls her eyes at me. "I need to go down now, the late I go the huge questions Arya is going to ask me."

"I haven't locked you with me just to let you go." I roll my eyes at her as I walk to her.

"What do you mean?" She frowns looking at me curiously as I stand close to her.

"I mean can we kiss a little more?" I look at her laughing face as she hears me.

"Maybe you shouldn't be so ravenous." She gives me a pointed look.

"Maybe you shouldn't be so sexy." I reach out to put a strand of her hair behind her ear.

"And maybe you shouldn't be so hot." Her eyes trail down my body before she gawks at my arms.

"And maybe we should stop resisting each other," I confess as the air between us turns hot.

She hoists her gaze to meet mine and I recognize the desire in them before she closes her eyes and shakes her head.

"I am up for your, the longer I wait, the longer the night." As she says I nod and take a step back.

"You gotta plan something soon." She smiles at me as she walks past me and opens the door.

I stand there and watch her walk feeling angry at myself for getting carried away. Unbuckling my belt I throw it across the bathroom as I turn on the shower.

I am opening the button of my pants when the door clicks open, I look at Mishti confused as she stands there and watches me.

"Yes?" I ask her as I push my wet hair back with my hands.

She walks in straight to me and pulls me down keeping her hands on the back of my neck. My eyes shoot up in surprise as she links her lips with mine. My hands instantly go around her waist as we kiss in the shower.

She pulls out breathing hard, I gaze into her eyes as I keep my hand on her cheek and caress her lower lip with my thumb. She looks at me and laughs slowly.

"What?" I ask laughing with her.

"I could stare at you all day." She shakes her head looking down then looks up at me.

"Same here," I whisper as I kiss her forehead.

"I have something to say." I nod asking her to go on.

"Even though I know you are willing to wait." She speaks out slowly looking at me. "I want this wait to end for us."

I mentally scold myself and look back at her when my attention goes from her words to the way her saree is sticking to her body.

"Okay?" I ask noticing there's more she wants to say.

"I am planning a night for us." She lets out each word carefully. "Tomorrow at 6 pm."

I raise my eyebrows impressed as she continues. "Your work is to make sure Sam and Shreya are ready to babysit Arya and Aryan."

"I'll plan for us, you convince them." I shake my head. I can't face Sam's questions and Shreya's apparent answers for them.

"We are doing as I said." She declares.

"As you say." I grin and peck her cheeks.

"Okay, I should go before the little ones plan to look for us again." She steps out of the shower and grabs a towel from the cabinet.

"Mumma."

We laugh as we hear Arya screeching downstairs.

"I am coming," Mishti shouts as she walks out of the room.

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I have been busy all morning and afternoon with my meetings. I managed to postponed two meetings but still couldn't get free before 5.

I just have an hour and I still haven't convinced Sam and Shreya. As I drive to the apartment I hurriedly rush to their flat.

Getting out of the elevator I ring the doorbell continuously as I keep glancing at my wristwatch.

"Why can't you just wait after ringing it once?" Sam glares at me as she pulls open the door.

"Sorry, it was urgent," I speak quickly.

"Whatever." She rolls her eyes. "Mishti is not here."

"Uh, I came to talk with you and Shreya." I let out a shaky chuckle.

She raises her eyebrows surprised crossing her arms on her chest. "You need help, don't you?"

"Let him come in first," Shreya shouts from inside. Sam nods as she steps aside and lets me walk in before she closes the door.

"What will you take?" Shreya stands up from the couch as I walk in. "Tea? Coffee? Drink?"

Even before I can deny her Sam interrupts us. "Your boyfriend's brother will just take help from us."

"Please take a seat." She curtly nods at the couch. I nod taking a seat and they sit across from me.

"We are waiting." Shreya looks at me curiously.

I clear my throat. "I want you guys to babysit Arya and Aryan."

"Okay." They look at each other as they mumble unsure.

"But where are you guys going?" Shreya grinned at me.

"Somewhere." I shrug. They look at each other as they nod.

"Are you going to put a baby in Mishti's belly?" Sam raised her eyebrows teasingly.

"Of course he is!" Shreya exclaimed chuckling.

"Uh, I don't know." I start not knowing what to say and then I get a brilliant idea.

"It's actually Mishti's plan whatever is going to happen is her wish," I say seriously. "You should ask her, I have no idea."

"We are not kids that we will agree to whatever you say." Shreya laughed at me. "But seriously what are we getting if we babysit them?"

"Whatever you want." I shrug.

"He can easily give money." Sam looked at Shreya.

"So we are not asking that." Shreya nodded in understanding.

"Can you ask whatever you want after we come?" I shift my eyes between them and my wristwatch. "I am getting late."

"Getting late for what?" Sam smirked at me.

"To make Mishti pregnant." Shreya laughed.

I cleared my throat. "So, you are babysitting them or not?"

"Well, I am saying yes because I want my friend's plan to succeed to which she has been busy all day." Shreya nodded.

"And I am saying yes because I don't want her to curse me." Sam shrugged.

"Thanks." I get up. "It means a lot."

Shreya grabs the laptop as Sam takes the keys. We walk out and I text Mishti asking her to come down soon.

"May you get all the pleasure tonight." I hear Sam mumbling before she walks past me to the elevator. I watch as they both cackle entering the elevator and shake my head laughing to myself.

Well, it wasn't as bad as I imagined it would be.

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