Kiss of Bliss
*Gemma/Kartik, Gemma's POV. I was feeling very light-hearted while writing this, so it is very fluffy.*
*Disclaimer: Libba Bray owns Gemma Doyle, Kartik, and all other characters in the series. (sigh) *
The water licks my feet as I amble closely to the ocean.
I am holding the hand of my one and only lover, Kartik.
He is truly the only man in the world who is honest, kind, and yet seductive.
I stare unabashedly at him, taking in his strong features, mystical eyes, and gorgeous curls.
The baking sun of India makes him glisten sweetly.
His eyes suddenly bore into mine, as if they could see all my deepest secrets.
I smile at him and move in closer, pressing my lips to his.
His muscular, but soft arms wrap around my waist, his lips as soft as snow on mine.
My heart starts beating erratically; I just feel so disconcerted whenever our lips meet.
As the kiss deepens, his hands come to my face, cradling it as if it were fragile china.
I find I am no longer aware of my surroundings; all I can concentrate on is the angel whose embrace is like heaven on earth.
Suddenly, he breaks away and smiles at me. My heart skips a beat.
Unlike many, his smiles always reach his eyes and make them twinkle.
"Miss Doyle, someone might see us. Your reputation would be ruined!" he exclaims in mock horror.
"Kartik, my reputation is as useful as my grandmother," I reply, rolling my eyes.
His grin widens at this.
"Then you don't mind if I kiss you again because I would very much…."
Before another word could be said, my lips are swiftly pressed upon his.
Ah, the bliss of love!