Author's Note: This is a sneak peek of my next story :) Regular updates will begin in May 2016.
She'd tried to watch him discretely but was sure he'd caught her a few times. Her heartbeat reacted oddly, speeding up and sending her emotions spiralling out of control.
Hai Devi Maiya, what's happening to me?
A soft knock disturbed her racing thoughts, and Khushi turned to find him standing in the archway.
"May I have some water?"
Nodding, she poured a glass from a copper vessel and handed it to him, using every drop of her courage to meet his eyes. She drowned in their honeyed depths, only coming back to herself when he took the steel glass from her. Flushing, she turned away and busied herself by tidying the kitchen. She washed the cups and the pot, replaced the canister of tea on the shelf, and then reached up to replace the canister of sugar. Khushi stretched and stood on her toes, confident in her ability to reach the second shelf, but the burn of his gaze on her back made her stumble.
His hand was suddenly there, holding the canister in the air as she gripped the countertop to regain her balance.
"Careful, Khushi," his voice was soft and his warm breath tickled her neck.
She shivered.