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He was beautiful despite that scar. I was so tempted to touch him, to feel his skin. How would it feel to hug him without any barrier? I was experiencing imaginary heat from his imaginary hug which he interrupted.
"Ummhhh," he coughed to get my attention back on his face. Oops I was literally ogling at his chest. How awkward. Good Ana, you have added points into his account. My mind kicked my ass.
"How did you get this?" I stressed a pattern on his scar. He winced back.
I at once backed off folding my hands near my chest.
"Sorry, did it hurt?" I asked in concern while staring hard at the scar.
"Tickled actually." He smirked. Such a Dramebaaz(actor)!!. I shook my head while smiling at myself.
"What happened? "I asked him the most expected question at that time.
"A reason why I ha
