"Purvi, these files are checked by ACP sir so go keep them in the file room and then go home" her senior ordered her.
He watched from over a file as her nimble hands took hold of the files as she balanced them one on top of the other and made her way to the file room. Five minutes later, he shut his file and carefully avoiding his seniors, made his way to the file room as well.
She heard the sound of the door opening then after a few seconds closing, and then being shut by the lock. A lock was only on the inside. A strange thing. Probably a carpenter's carelessness. But ask Her seniors and they'd say otherwise. She heard footsteps go from aisle to aisle. She smiled inwardly. She was well aware as to whom these foot falls belonged. A flash of the third senior inspector of the bureau ,Rajat, tall ,dark and handsome, was played by her brain. Within a moment he was behind her and within another he had her backed into the wall behind her, him blocking her only means of escape. Her heart beat fast. She Wanted to smile at him but she held it back. She wanted to play along.
He looked into her eyes. Those eyes which melted him every time. And still were, but he couldn't let it show, because today, he was taking charge. He smirked. They'd both played about enough. They both knew what they wanted. The teasing was more than enough.
She looked back in his eyes and raised her eyebrow. She drew in a breath as he closed the distance between them. Slowly. Tantalizingly. They were really close now he now looked down in her eyes. He let his sight wander on her face for a moment till they came back to her eyes. He drew a bit more close. His smirked again as he felt her draw in a sharp breath. She didn't let herself melt though. His hands encircled her waist as hers found their way around his neck and into his hair. His hand found the back of her head as he pushed her gently into the wall and drew in closer, their lips only a centimetre apart. She drew in another shaky breath and closed her eyes in anticipation.
He smiled and leaned into their kiss and immediately felt the fireworks. All their senses enhanced themselves and the feeling they had been craving found itself in the two. He pulled her hair gently, to tilt her head to give him a better angle while she tightened her grip in his hair and pulled him towards herself, deepening the kiss. These sensations were driving her crazy. But so was the need to breath. So though with much resentment, their lips had to part. Purvi leaned on the wall for support. Looking at her lover with half closed eyes while he looked at the center of his attraction with hazy eyes all the while breathing heavily. Just then they heard a banging at the door.
"Rajat, Purvi?!" are you inside?
Came Abhijeet's voice followed by more banging. Alarmed, they hastily proceeded to straighten themselves. Just as they reached the door she heard him say to his senior "sir the door has locked itself. You'll have to open it from the outside"
"ok" came the reply
She smirked. Close the Door yourself but the door is locked for the outer world. Very smart. she heard the key being put into the lock. She looked at her companion and slapped her forehead. "Rajat!" she called and before he could reply she wiped of the reminiscence lipstick of his lips. Whew! Close call.
The door opened. "there you go." Abhijeet said "we'll have to do something about this keeps on locking itself"
Then he looked at the flustered pair in front of him going to pack up. And as he closed up towards Rajat and saw a faint red on his lips
Or maybe not wear his thoughts.
Well Rajvi fans hope you enjoyed this. This was written for the guest reader who expressed his/ her wish for me to write a romantic Rajvi.
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