Chapter 3

Shreya stormed outside to find Daya looking at the computer screen, immersed in work.

He looked up when she stood in front of his desk, fuming. Fortunately the bureau was empty except both of them.

When Daya looked at her she said, "I got my memory back. I remember everything. Every. Single. Thing." she said trying not to blush.

"Shreya I-"

"How could you do it? I am absolutely disgusted. I could never imagine you of all the people -"

"Shreya listen-"

"No! What am I going to do now? What if I get -" Shreya stopped talking as the door opened and Abhijeet walked in.

He stared at Daya and Shreya, his mouth slightly open. "What's going on?" he asked.

"Nothing" said Shreya.

Right on the cue, the sketch artist burst inside looking irritable. "Excuse me m'aam but we have not completed the sketch" he said.

"I am coming" Shreya snapped at him and followed him outside without a backward glance at Daya.

"Is something wrong? Have you quaralled or something?" asked Abhijeet.

"No" said Daya still staring at the place where Shreya had stood moments ago.

"I have been observing you two since morning. You... look different" said Abhijeet.

"Different?" said Daya nervously.

Did Abhijeet suspect that he and Shreya had...? He hoped Abhijeet hadn't spotted a hickey or a nail scratches made by Shreya.

He knew he would have them. They had been quite rough. He gulped as he pictured their naked bodies riding harder and faster in his mind's eye. Shreya had definitely misunderstood him. He hadn't taken advantage of her. She wanted it too. She hadn't exactly resisted...

"...Daya are you listening to me?" Abhijeet was patting his shoulder. Standing next to him was ACP Pradyuman.

"Sir! When did you...?" said Daya.

"Daya I think you should go home" said ACP Pradyuman.

"Sir no! I am okay-"

"I insist" said ACP Pradyuman. "Go home and take rest. And tell Shreya to go home as well. You two have been under the influence of that drug too long"

"Okay sir" said Daya. He was glad to have been told to leave early. That way he would be able to talk with Shreya.

When Shreya was done with the sketch, he pulled Shreya in a dark corner where they were alone.

"What are you doing?" she said Struggling to break free.

"Shhh! Listen to me. ACP Sir has told us to go home. Come with me. I want to talk to you" said Daya.

"But I don't want to" said Shreya stubbornly.

"You are coming with me. That's final" said Daya.

"You can't force me like this" she said.

"Stop being to defensive. Give me one chance to explain" said Daya.

When Shreya opened her mouth to argue, he said, "This is about us. And it means a lot to me"

Shreya felt blood rushing to her cheeks and she dropped all protest.

She followed Daya into the car park.

Once they reached home, Daya led her to his bedroom, urging her to sit in the bed.

"Okay, this is maybe going to get a bit awkward but I feel we have to talk about this. We perfectly remembered what happened last night so it is better if we talk openly about it" said Daya.

Shreya blushed at the memory which was still fresh in her mind.

"We... we got a bit carried away yesterday I agree." he said.

"We really shouldn't have..." said Shreya avoiding looking at him.

Daya sat on the bed and took both her hands in his. "We may have done it under the influence of the drug but I don't regret whatever happened between us last night" he said.

Shreya looked up at him astounded, her heart pounding.

"Do you?" he whispered.

Shreya looked away but didn't answer.

"Well, even your silence conveys the answer. And you too didn't exactly resist me when I was kissing you" said Daya.

Moving his finger under her chin, he made her look up at him.

"I wanted to tell you this since long... I love you" he said.

Her heart fluttering wildly he stared at him. She could see his earnest emotions.

"I must be dreaming" she said.

"You are not" said Daya leaning closer to her so that they were millimetres apart.

She felt as if her heart had stopped beating. There was a sudden pounding in her ears and she felt as if the room around her was spinning. Somewhere between that, she heard Daya say, "Can I kiss you?"

She didn't know whether she gave him her approval but the next moment she felt him capture her lips in a languid kiss and she was lost.

They kept looking at each other and slowly he let his hands grab hold of her waist pulling her closer so they were chest to chest. Instinctively, her arms went around his neck and
she kissed him passionately, her tongue finding its way into his mouth.

When they broke off, Shreya said, "I don't regret it either"

"You were looking so hot in that dress, I simply could not resist." he said kissing a hickey on her neck which no doubt he had given her.

"Purvi almost caught me today" said Shreya grinning.

"You should tell her the truth" he said smiling. "They are going to know anyway when I put my arms around you tomorrow"

Shreya kissed his cheek. "We confessed our feelings under the influence of the drug! I can't imagine this happening."

"Hmm... not exactly what one call a perfect proposal, is it?" said Daya.

"It is a perfect proposal. I am not really into candlelight dinners and getting down on the knee proposals" said Shreya.

"Seriously?! You must be the first girl who isn't fond of her boyfriend proposing her by getting down on one knee. Or I am too old for all this, you think?" said Daya.

Shreya giggled. "You are not old!"

"I am a lot older than you" said Daya.

"I have always a thing for older men" said Shreya, her eyes glinting in mischief.

"That's good" said Daya andhe pulled her into his lap kissing her heatedly, his arms around her.

"I thank...ah...that person who gave us the drug" she whispered.

He took her face in his hands and kissed her slowly and sensously. He let his hands slide till they came to rest on her shoulders near the curve of her neck.

"I just wish it hadn't happened under the influence of the drug" she said softly.

Daya couldn't help smirking. "So what? We can do it now when we are entirely in our senses and wide awake.

Shreya smiled shyly and planted a kiss on his adam's apple.

His hand reached up to softly cup her breast and she sucked in her breath biting her lip.

"Do you want me to make love to you?" he asked.

"Yes." she whispered.

He brushed his lips lightly over her before kissing her chin, her throat and her jaw.

One of his hands slipped slowly under her shirt, stroking her stomach and slowly moving upwards. His hand then travelled to her back to unhook her bra. He then helped her pull over her shirt.

He kissed her while his other hand slid off her bra and tossed it on the floor.

Shreya moaned as she felt him getting hard.

His lips then latched onto one of her breasts and she threw back her head in pleasure. He pleasured her other breast equally making her quiver in his arms.

He lay her down on the bed, hovering over her.

"You are still fully clothed! Nor fair!" she said.

He quickly stripped off his clothes and helped her do the same. He entered her slowly picking up a steady rhythm. She gripped his shoulders tightly as he grunted moving faster and faster.

She screamed his name as she finally reached the heights of pleasure passing through her body.
He collapsed on top of her feeling sated.

They lay cuddling and whispering sweet nothings to each other for a long time before finally drifting off into a peaceful slumber.

Shreya woke up the next morning exactly like the previous one, fully naked on the bed entangled in bedsheets, Daya lying next to her.

She felt a tingling sensation as his fingers ran up and down her back.

She stirred and fluttered open her eyes to see him watching her.

"You are awake" said Daya smiling.

"Mmm... what time is it?" asked Shreya.

"There is lot of time. But do you realise that you are waking up in your senior's bed completely naked?" asked Daya.

Shreya propped herself on one elbow. "Yes I do realise that. And I must confess it's the most wonderful feeling I have ever experienced" she said.

"I can't believe that twenty four hours earlier we were accusing each other of taking undue advantage" said Daya.

"I will put it this way - none of us was ready to admit that we didn't mind waking up like that in the slightest and it was the most beautiful night of our lives" said Shreya.

"You were wonderful last night" he whispered to her.

"You too, my love" said Shreya. "We should get up else we will be very late for bureau"

As she made an attempt to get up, Daya grabbed her wrists and tackled her to bed.

He held her arms tightly over her head, his rolling over her nipple.

"Daya please...mmmm...if we don't stop now we are going to be very late for bureau" she said.

"I don't care" he said kissing her belly.

"Daya... no" she whimpered.

But Daya paid no attention and continued his sensual exploration when - "TRIIINNGGG!"

They jumped at the sudden noise.

Daya swore when he saw ACP Praduyuman's name flashing on the screen and Shreya tried to muffle her sounds of laughter by burying her head in the pillow.

Daya spoke on the phone for next five minutes very seriously. After he disconnected the call, Shreya asked, "What did he say?"

"I think we better get ready else we are going to be really late" he said looking sulky.

Shreya laughed and planted a soft kiss on his lips, "Don't be so disheartened. We will always have nights to look forward for"

END