The Dinner Table

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Anni's POV What if mom would not have called me, had I let things go with the flow with that Mr. Stranger? We had hardly met a couple of minutes ago and what was I doing with him - kissing his bare chest, tasting his soft lips, his nipples.... I was lost in my own thoughts while having dinner with all the family members when suddenly dad brought me back to the dinner table. "Sorry, you said something to me?" I asked dad as I was not sure what he said. Though I walked out of his room at that moment, it feels like I left a part of me there. "Yeah, could you please pass me a glass of water?", dad said. Maybe he could sense something from my face. "Are you okay? Don't tell me you are still feeling bad for your lost earing. Come on, dear! If it is meant to be yours, it will somehow find its way back to you. Now forget it and enjoy your dinner." Thank God! Dad presumed it was the missing earing I was still wondering about or else what would have I told him but his last words stayed in my mind for long - "If it is meant to be yours, it will somehow find its way back to you". The event finally ended and we all went back to our rooms to take rest but I could barely sleep. Even in my dreams, I could feel his lips, his touch and his well-built body leaning on mine..... There were multiple times I woke up from my dreams where I was constatly mind f*****g him. I woke up early the next day. My head was heavy with all the thoughts and the inediquate sleep. I quickly soaked myself into the warm water filled in the bathtub. The rejuvenating bath salt in it made my body calm down and relax a little.
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