“Don’t you think you are going too hard on me babe?”, I ask looking in her desperate eyes. Can’t take my eyes off of her she looks so pure and fragile. I think I had much of liquor, jealousy kills Manav, point to be noted. Ignoring my words this angel dancing on the bed we are supposed to sleep, showing off her sexy moves.
“for god sake don’t torture me”
“okay, I shall go to Dev’s room. He seems to be enjoying my torture”, she bluntly teases. Why is she provoking my animal traits? I put on ‘the Malang’ song. she sways her body like Shakira ahaa! I don’t even realise when I too join her on bed jumping dancing. Suddenly the lights go off and the room falls obscure and we fall on the bed entangled in each just like some romantic movie. And the lights come. What the f**k so like Indian cine
