Part 44 | let's get drunk tonight

A longer chapter than usual.

Not a previewed chapter. Pardon grammatical errors if any !

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KARTIK

" HE'S SO TALL AND HANDSOME AS HELL

HE'S SO BAD BUT DOES IT SO WELL

AND WHEN WE'VE HAD OUR VERY LAST KISS

MY LAST REQUEST IT IS....

SAY YOU'LL REMEMBER ME STANDING IN A NICE DRESS

STARING AT THE SUNSET, BABE

RED LIPS AND ROSY CHEEKS

SAY YOU'LL SEE ME AGAIN

EVEN IF IT'S JUST IN YOUR

WILDEST DREAMS, AH-HA "

Singing along with the stereo of the car, Naira stood on the seat. Her head popped out through the sunroof with her arms up in the air.

" Baby please, sit down. " She flashed me a toothy smile, but chose not to make my life easier.

For past five minutes I have been trying, pleading her to take her seat but the drunk Naira turns out to be more stubborn than her usual sane self.

Never before today, I have felt so grateful for travelling late at night. It was past midnight, the road to the mansion was empty and there were no paparazzi running around me.

As an addition to my gratitude list, I am so glad that packs of dogs aren't chasing my car, irritated because their sleep is disturbed by my overly elated wife singing her heart out.

For one final time I tried, " Naira take your seat Now or I'll make sure you aren't getting any brownies for an entire month. "

To my surprise, She instantly gave in, making me bang my head on an imaginary pole.

You should have done this earlier !!

I made a mental note of the relationship tip I learnt today:

desserts can do wonders!

" Don't you dare touch my brownie, Mr. Rude hottie !! " She slapped my arms before she hunched back on the seat with a huff.

Now Honey bunny is Mr. Rude hottie.

Guess what, this is the fifth nickname she gave me in the past 2 hours.

I shook my head hopelessly at her use of weird nicknames, focusing back on the road.

Upon reaching home, I parked my car and got down walking to the other side.

She had her thinking face on as I opened the door. " We are home. "

As if something struck her mind, she did a little jump on the seat and looked up at me." You are a big league businessman right? "

She nodded her head answering her own question. " Then why do you always meet lame people instead of the cool ones? "

Lame people!

I shot her a look as I unfastened her seatbelt. She now turned completely towards me, her legs wiggling loose out of the car.

" Imagine if you have meetings with Zayn, Taylor Swift.... Oo Shawn Mendes! It would be awesome! You are definitely taking me along. " She said the last part in a commanding tone.

I looked at her in amusement. Leaning forward, I picked her up in bridal style.

" Okay, we'll see about that later. Now, let's get you inside. "

" Hey, I can walk. " I stopped to lower her down, but she wrapped her arms around my neck like a toddler. " But I don't want to. I like this. "

Watching her grin, made me smile as I walked inside carrying her in my arms.

" How many dates have you had? " Her question caught me off guard.

I shrugged as moving past the parking lot. " I don't know. Must be quite a number. "

What? I don't keep track of the number of dates I have been to.

" I had been on ten date so far, most of them with Chris Evans."

Who's Chris Evans?

I don't know. How come I never knew about this man?

" Uff Chris !!! He had a great taste, be it the location or music or cuisine. He was so gooood! " She said dreamily.

" You can stop ranting about him. " I mumbled under my breath as I walked across the living room.

I need to meet this guy.

" You never mentioned about him. " I cocked my brows.

" Ofcourse I did! I even saw him last week. " I halted to cast her a look of disbelief.

Is she is meeting a guy behind my back!?

She blinked her lashes trying to read my face and then gasped, " You don't know him! Chris Evans... Steve... Captain America dude !! "

Wait, hold on for a second.

She was just talking about one of her fan girl dreams.

A literal dream one would see in sleep.

Yes.

So they weren't real dates.

No.

Don't tell me I felt jealous of a man who she dated in her imagination!

Well... You know if you know.

I so wanna bang my head across a pillar now!

" You have never watched a single Marvel movie??" She yelled with a dramatical expression, pulling me out of my thoughts.

I replied a no, rolling my eyes. She wiggled in my arms asking to drop her to the floor right then and there.

She stood before me in a lecturing position. " I am sorry but this won't work." She said moving her finger between me and her.

I looked at her perplexed.

"Mr. Oberoi I have criteria. I can't be in relationship with a man who, number One, doesn't like Marvel. Two, who hates desserts specially fudge and three who's a sloppy kisser. "

Is she for real!? What kind of stupid logic is this.

" Let me see, You like fudge so you get 30 points and you are an amazing kisser so another 30 points. Total 70. "

That's supposed to be 60 !

" I know. 10 points extra because you are my husband. "

She pointed out, proving even when drunk her mathematical abilities are intact.

" Hey, I never said I hate Marvel. " I defended myself. " I just haven't watched them. "

Naira narrowed her eyes at me, " Both aren't same? "

" No they aren't. " I justified.

" Then you better watch it!! You are still behind by 30 points from becoming my ' Mr. perfect'. " She said in a tipsy smug tone.

All the way upstairs to our room, Naira was talking about how she wanted to live in an Island in a tree house with a pet dog whose name will be Xavier.

" You should change. " I guided her towards her walk in closet. Stepping out, I closed the door giving her privacy.

Rubbing my temple I sat on the bed and got rid of my blazers. I rolled my tired shoulders, stretching my neck muscles as I watched city lights gleam under the night sky through the large window.

Picking up a glass of water from bed side table I quenched my thirst. I turned around when I heard her voice.

" Which one Should I wear ? "

I chocked on water, almost spilling the remaining contents of the glass on the floor. My eyes darted between her confused face and the two piece of cloth she was holding that I barely classify as a dress.

Are those... lingerie night gowns?

Both the dress were of mid thigh length with spaghetti straps and deep V cut. The difference being, one was a Red satin material while the other, a Black lacy transparent fabric.

" I'm confused! You tell me, which one do you like? " She asked me thrusting both the dress forward.

F**k! She is definitely not wearing either of them tonight.

I snatched the night gowns from her in a swift movement, " Babe, How about you wear something comfortable tonight? "

She whined, " But I wanna wear something.... Sexy! "

Isn't the low neck satin robe she is wearing enough already!

Walking up to my closet, Naira rummaged through it and ultimately fetched one of my sweatshirt.

" This smells like so gooood" she prolonged the 'O' sound. " Smells like my husband's. " She giggled.

" Because it is your Husband's sweatshirt. " I remarked.

Sticking her tongue out she went inside the bathroom. Quickly changing into tracks and t-shirt, I sat on the couch brushing through the pages of a random magazine lazily. That's when Naira emerged out of the bathroom in my sweatshirt and a shorts.

Obviously the sweatshirt was baggy for her petite figure, and her shorts came only till her mid thigh. With her hair tied into a messy bun and in my sweatshirt, she looked so sexy.

She jumped on the couch, resting her slender shaved legs on my lap. With great effort I controlled my desire to grab and kiss her till she passed out.

She is such a tease.

She gestured me to come closer. " You wanna know a secret. " I cocked my brow.

Leaning forward Naira brought her face closer to my ear, her hot breath fanning the sides of my neck.

" I .... Wait" she retreated and stared at me.

Hooking her little finger with mine, " Promise me, you won't tell my husband. "

Great!!

Now She doesn't even know she is talking to her husband.

I mentally face palmed myself.

" Okay Fine. I won't. " I promised. She grinned moving closer to me, her thighs rubbing against mine, heating up my already turned on body.

My spine stiffened when her words came out in hushed tone as a striking gut-punch.

" Yesterday, I cheated on my husband."

My eyes met her drunken orbs.

" With the man I love. " I looked at her incredulously.

Words refused to leave my mouth, a lump constricting my throat.

Naira gasped and slapped her palms over her mouth.

" I kissed another man! That's cheating right. "

My heart sank to the depths of despair, my mind a mess.

She is drunk.

And the drunk often says the truth.

Suddenly the process of breathing felt like a laborious task. The only word I was able to bring myself to utter was " Why. "

" Why?" She blinked. " I don't remember. Wait... I had a reason." Her eyebrows were pulled together, indicating intense Thinking.

I clenched my fist digging my nails into the flesh of my palms, which pretty sure will leave behind red marks.

" gotcha! " She giggled. " Because I was angry at my husband. He is a good man but he lied to me, I thought he loved me. " She sniffed back her invisible tears.

" But the man I loved, Gosh! You should see him. He Looks exactly like my husband, but they aren't same. He would never lie. Those hazel eyes...! " Tilting her neck sideways, she jabbed her index finger on my chest, " Just like yours. "

My gaze on her face was sharp and intense, searching answers in them.

Her eyes bore into mine, " those eyes never lie. "

My heart did a summersault.

" I sure was disappointed in my husband " she said as a matter of fact, " but I couldn't hate the man I loved. No wait! " She corrected, " Love. The man I love. "

My breath hitched causing blood to rush through my ears. Counting her fingers she said, " 8 months and... "

" 13 days " I whispered completing her sentence. Naira nodded at me with a half smile. " I waited. Wished. Hoped to meet him again. "

My muscles relaxed when she placed her head on my shoulder. " And when I did, I could only see the person I married, but not him. I thought he was gone. I thought I could never find him in my husband, ever again. " her voice cracked in the end.

She lifted her head and let her gaze roam across my face, finally peering into my eyes.

" But yesterday, When his lips met mine I found him, the man I love.

He was still in there! Just the way I had left him. "

Every word of her sentence, and every syllable of the word sent jitters through my fibres.

" Naira... " I whispered.

Her lips curved into a smile yet her eyes turned glossy for a fraction of second.

" Right at that moment I knew, Nothing had really changed. He was still the very person I fell in love with. "

A whirlwind of emotions gushed through me, that I couldn't explain.

And suddenly, it stopped aching.

There was no pain.

In a span of few minutes I was thrown into an abyss of darkness and was pulled out to witness a sky of rainbows and sunshine.

All my worries, doubts, fear came crashing down and I could only feel void but it felt good. Like I could Breathe freely again.

" I have to make a call. " Upon entering the balcony, I locked the glass door and pulled the curtains.

Rubbing my face I inhaled a deep breath, exhaling slowly through my mouth. The cool crisp air brushed my skin, a comforting touch.

I pulled out my phone and called one of my PA.

" Hello..." He answered in a sleepy tone.

I spoke in a formal tone. " David, this is Kartik Oberoi. Sorry for disturbing you at night. "

He sounded awake and alert. " No Sir, that's fine. "

" I need downloads of all movies of Marvel series by Tomorrow, 12 at noon. "

" W-what? " I could hear him stutter.

" Do you want me to repeat. "

He must be perplexed, probably even pinched his skin to make sure it wasn't his imagination. I don't complain though, not everyday your boss calls you at night asking for movie downloads.

" It's just... you want downloads of Marvel series? " He asked doubtfully.

I cleared my throat, " Yes. Is there any problem. "

" N- No Sir, it will be done. " Came his quick reply.

" Good! As compensation for working tomorrow,You can take a day off on Monday if you wish. " I don't usually involve office staffs in personal errands, so a compensation sounds fair.

I ended the call and shoved the phone into my pant pocket.

I'm gonna binge watch every freaking Marvel movie Tomorrow!!

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I entered the room to see Naira lying on her side with her legs curled up underneath, in a foetus position. I chuckled and sat by her side on the bed.

Tucking the duvet properly, I brushed her tresses away. Her eyes flung open on my touch. I smiled and whispered a good night. Her fisted hand clutching my shirt stopped me as I tried to stand.

She gave the fabric a little tug and pulled me closer, " I want you. "

This is the alcohol talking.

I stroked her cheeks, placing one hand on the bed beside her face. " So do I, But not now. You need rest baby. "

She threw the blanket away, " I can't sleep. It's all your fault. "

Seriously!

" Me ?? "

" You are being so irresistibly hot and my stupid hormones goes all crazy. It's hard to control myself when you show up half naked in the bed. You mess up my brain cells and I can't sleep. " She complained in a single breath.

I couldn't help the amused chuckle that left my mouth. She is so gonna regret saying all this once she is sober.

" So what do we do? " I questioned.

" Sleep on the couch. " She handed me my pillow and crossed her arms.

I glanced at the furniture and then back at her. I am being kicking out of my own bed.

" As you wish. " I settled on the couch with my back facing her after I watched her seep into the duvet.

For about five minutes, all I could hear was the shuffling sound of duvet as she kept tossing and turning on the bed, unable to sleep.

I so knew it.

But suddenly the sounds of movement ceased, making me wonder. I shifted to my left and saw Naira standing with the duvet wrapped around her. Gently She crawled on top of me, my hands reaching her hips reflexively to keep her steady. I turned into a human mattress as she settled on me comfortably.

" This feels better. " She mumbled softly. A smile crept on my lips.

Drawing the duvet to cover both our bodies she snuggled into my chest, her warmth spreading through my cold flesh. Even though my eyes were closed, I could feel her gaze on me.

" Sleep, princess. " I heard her giggle. Placing a kiss on my jawline she mumbled a good night.

" Good night Baby. " I planted a soft kiss on her forehead, before drifting into a contented sleep holding her in my arms.

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Morning rays crippled into the room, making my eyes squint lazily to a beautiful sight of my wife sleeping, with her face pressed against my chest.

The sunlight on her angelic face highlighted her soft features, fuelling my desire to kiss her pouted lips. I peck her forehead, relishing the moment a little longer. Gently untangling my legs from hers beneath the white sheet I sneaked out of the couch without a creak of noise. I carried her to the bed and almost instantly she snuggled into the soft mattress.

As I laid beside her, a groan escaped her lips evidently disturbed by the bright light. Turning to my right, I propped my elbow to support my head, blocking the line of rays hitting her face. The creases on her face eased.

Flicking a strand of her tresses away, I watched her chest rise and fall rhythmically. She looked so peaceful.

I didn't wanna stop looking at her. I have waited for months to wake up to this sight.

After about 25 minutes, Naira stirred and groaned slightly, stretching like a cat.

" Good morning. "

She smiled at me with her eyes still half closed, mumbled sleepily, " morning " .

And there it comes.

Hangover!

She rose into sitting position, pressing her forehead. I watched her face contorting in pain.

" Here, drink this. " I passed her the drink I had requested Dory to bring half an hour back.

Feeling some amount of relief from the drink, she rested her head against the headboard. " What happened? " She croaked groggily.

" Nothing, you just had a drink and got wasted." My words laced with sarcasm.

" But I don't remember drinki- Oh god! That was - " her sentence trailed off.

" Alcohol. Yep. "

When she realised what she was wearing, her eyes turned saucers.

" Why am I in your sweatshirt? "

Tease time!!

I smirked, " Because you wanted wear something sexy but couldn't decide the colour of lingerie to wear so You settled for my sweatshirt. "

" What!? " A horrified expression skating on her face. I suppressed my laughter and maintained a stern face.

" And then you pushed me out of the bed and made me sleep on the couch. I'm hurt. " I made a fake sad face.

" Why would I do that " She sounded flabbergasted.

I inched closer to her, she squirmed at my closeness. Adding a husky effect to my voice, I spoke.

" Because it's too hard for you to resist this incredibly hot body of mine. "

Her face turned pale and then pink when her brain processed my words.

" Oh god! Oh god. " Embarassed, She hid her face beneath the white sheet.

" Don't ever let me drink again. "

I laughed, " but it looked like you enjoyed thoroughly. I haven't finished yet, then you proceeded to...."

" Noo! " She shrieked stopping me. " Stop. Not a word. "

" I can't leave the story half way. Come on Now Naira. " I tugged the sheet but she was clutching it tightly.

" But I don't wanna hear anymore. " She whined from within the blanket.

I coed in her ears after a couple of minutes." Baby. "

Naira pulled the duvet down to her neck level, sparing me a glance.

" By the way, I prefer the red ones. "

I winked at her and quickly scooted off the bed, dodging the pillow she aimed at me.

My laugh reverberated in the

air. " Kartikk !! "

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