The Morning After
Chapter 1
Shreya stirred in her sleep, shivering slightly. Her head was heavy and sore. The room was dark except a streak of light creeping in through the gap between the maroon coloured drapes.
The satin sheets felt cold against her skin. Without opening her eyes, she felt the bed with her hand looking for a blanket. However instead of a blanket, her hand hit something hard and warm, jolting her back to her senses.
She suddenly realised her nightgown was missing. Infact she didn't have any clothes on. She was stark naked. She sat up in her bed with a jolt. Her headache was terrible. She looked sideways and let out a muffled scream of horror. Lying next to her in bed, without a piece of clothing on his body was none other than senior inspector Daya! What the hell was he doing in her room?
He was still fast asleep, entangled in the bedsheets, his mouth half open. Even in his sleep, he looked extremely handsome with his tousled hair.
Shreya glanced around her room to find clothes thrown haphazardly on the floor, telling their own tale of unrestrained passion. She saw her bra and panties lying at the foot of the bed. Next to it was a party gown. She picked it up, looking at it in disbelief. She had never wore such a revealing outfit ever before. It was and iff shoulder gown and very short and bright red in colour. It would have barely touched her knees.
Shreya gulped letting the gown fall back on the floor.
What exactly had happened the previous night?
She felt scared and sick. She strained her memory to remember the happenings of the previous night. But she could remember nothing. Absolutely nothing. It felt as if her mind had been wiped blank of every single memory of the previous night. Infact, she couldn't remember what had happened during the entire previous day!
"No, no no" she said to herself. "Calm down, Shreya. You are not thinking straight. You will remember eveything. Think. Think!"
But unfortunately, no memory came to her.
Without warning, tears crept down her cheeks. What mess had she landed herself into? Had she and Daya sir really...?
"Oh god! What have I done? How am I going to face him when he wakes up? But how the hell could this have happened? I like Daya sir. No, I love him. And I think he likes me back too. But we would never have done this! Not in our right senses. We haven't even confessed our love for each other yet! Oh god! What if something terrible happens? What if I get pregnant?" Shreya thoughts were running wild.
Okay, wait a minute. Pregnant?! No! Maybe nothing happened between us. Nothing! But then how did both of us land in my bedroom, naked?
She grabbed fistfuls of her hair in frustration. Why can't I remember any damn thing?
Suddenly a groan from her side of the bed, broke her trail of thoughts.
She watched in horror as Daya blinked open his eyes, watching the unfamiliar surroundings around him in confusion.
Shreya made a hasty dive to retrieve her clothes lying on the floor when she heard a sharp intake of breath and a familiar masculine voice.
"Shreya?"
Shreya froze on the spot, unable to meet his eyes.
A moment of pause and then -
"WHAT THE FUCK!" Daya swore loudly.
Her heart was pounding loudly. She glanced slightly in Daya's direction to find him staring at himself in horror. Then his eyes met hers and then his gaze shifted below.
Shreya realised that she was still unclothed and with a yelp, she dived and finally managed to retrieve her gown. She clutched it to her chest.
Daya stood up, looking extremely angry and confused. For a moment, Shreya was distracted by his tantalisingly toned torso but when her gaze flitted a little lower, she yelped and covered her face with a pillow.
"Shit!" she heard Daya say and she heard him moving about the room, apparantly getting dressed.
Grabbing the opportunity, she made a lunge for the blanket and wrapped it tightly around her.
"Don't look this way!" Daya snapped zipping up his jeans.
"I am not!" said Shreya angrily. "I want my blanket!"
Finally when Daya was fully dressed and he turned to face her.
"How the hell did this happen? Why the hell are you in bed with me?" he yelled.
"I don't know! You tell me!" said Shreya.
This is insane! How did we land in bed together?" said Daya looking suspiciously at her.
"Don't look at me like that! I didn't do anything!" said Shreya.
"What the hell am I doing here then?" said Daya angrily.
"How would I know?! You have got to explain that, sir! This is my room and my house! And you and me... like this! Disgusting" said Shreya.
"Listen, even I can't remember what happened yesterday and let me tell you I don't sleep with every female colleague I know alright! Stop blaming me indirectly" he said.
"I am not blaming you! You started blaming me in first place. And there has got to be some explanation for this!" said Shreya.
"I don't know. I just don't know!" said Daya.
"Did you drink last night, sir?" asked Shreya.
"What nonsense!" exclaimed Daya, outraged. "Are you trying to tell me that we I had too much to drink and lost control? And for your information, I don't drink."
Shreya blushed at his words and said nothing
"This is ridiculous! How did we... uh..." he sputtered looking embarassed.
"And what's worse I can't remember anything! I can't remember what I did yesterday after... after we left the cafeteria" said Shreya.
She saw Daya, his face scrunched, trying to remember something.
"Strange. Even I cannot remember anything either!" he said. "This can't be happening to me!"
"What could have happened?" he asked.
"I haven't got a clue. Beats me, really" said Shreya.
"Something is wrong. Something happened yesterday. Do you think our colleagues would know anything?" asked Daya.
At his words Shreya gulped, clutching her blanket more tight around her body.
"What if everyone at the bureau knew that they had slept together? What would they say?" Shreya wondered.
"What are you thinking?" asked Daya.
"Nothing" Shreya muttered hastily.
"What is the last thing you remember?" asked Daya.
"I was in cafeteria with Pankaj and Abhijeet sir. Nothing after that." said Shreya. "What about you?"
"I remember discussing a case with ACP sir and then - then I think I went somewhere... and then nothing... Argh!" said Daya.
"What do we do?" asked Shreya.
Daya was about to reply when his phone buzzed. It was Abhijeet.
Shreya watched Daya speak to Abhijeet over the phone for next few minutes. After he hung up the call, he appeared he looked extremely puzzled.
"What happened? What did Abhijeet sir say?" asked Shreya.
"He was asking me whether we found out anything about the drig dealers" said Daya.
"Us and Drug dealers? That's bizarre! But why can't we remember anything? Does that mean we were on a mission?" said Shreya.
"Maybe. I told him that we can't remember a thing. ACP sir wants us to come to the bureau at once" said Daya.
"But... but... what about?" she gave him a scared look.
"We will tell them everything except we waking up in the same bed. There is no need for anybody to know about this except us." said Daya firmly. "
Shreya let out a relieved sigh.
After a minute she said, "Sir... do you really think we... we... you know" she stammered awkwardly.
"Once we get our memory back, we will know what exactly happened." said Daya making her go red in face.
"I am sorry" said Daya after a moment's pause.
"Don't... apologize... please. I trust you sir. I know you wouldn't do anything wrong" said Shreya.
Daya smiled at her. They stard at each other for an entire minute which made Shreya's heart flutter madly.
"Wait a minute what's that?" said Daya suddenly, picking up Shreya's gown from the floor. He examined it carefully. It was a sexy one, very short which no doubt would have shown off her curves perfectly... Daya inhaled the fruity smell still lingering on the dress.
"Were you wearing this yesterday?" he asked, a small smile playing at his lips.
"I don't remember!" said Shreya snatching her dress out of his hand and blushing furiously.
Daya's gaze lingered on her face and then on her body wrapped in a blanket.
Aware of his eyes upon her, she felt goosebumps creep upon her arms and neck. She could feel her nipples harden under the blanket
"Will you sit outside for a minute? I have to get dressed" she said.
"Sure" said Daya. When the reached the door, he gave her a smile and left the room, closing the door behind him.
Sneak peek into the next chapter - We find out the mystrey behind Daya and Shreya's memory loss and what exactly happened the previous night and which case was Abhijeet refering to exactly.
A/N - Geet ShreyaAholic, I hope you enjoyed reading and I did justice to the amazing plot given by you :) Reviews are love!