Can You Mend My Broken Heart?

160 Cookie Crumble Ice Cream - 2

"Um... yeah you are right. This Ice cream wasn't the reason that I called you", she said still looking down.

An amused smile spread on Raymond's face after hearing her out. He never expected her to be this frank with her words and thoughts.

He took one step ahead and looked closely at her face. On that moonlit night, even though all the lights were switched off, her angelic face was still visible to him crystal clear. With the slow wind that was blowing the curtain sheers, was also causing the loose strands of her hair to play hide and seek with her face. Her lips were shining with the gloss that he knew that she had put on for him. Her innocent eyes looked so much more inviting that he just couldn't hold himself back.

He sighed and looked at the box of ice cream that he was holding in his hands and said,

"I need my hands to be free".

"Umm...", Akira pondered all innocently

He came forward and made her hold the box in her hands as his hands gliding over hers while he made the smooth transfer. He then slowly pushed her hands behind her back so that the box wasn't in between them anymore.

This time neither he was rough, nor did his moves appear urgent. He was calm and poised and seemed to be in control. Then he lifted his palm and moved a couple of strands of hair from her face and then ran the back of his fingers on her cheeks fondly and asked,

"Why did you want to meet me?"

She looked at him but she was in no capacity to answer. The box was too cold but his touch made her body burn all red hot. Even her nervous system was confused as to reciprocate to which sensation as her body was being hit by millions.

He wasn't letting her have a single moment of sanity for his fingers started moving down, tracing the crevices of her neck. She shivered and then blurted out,

"Stop stop stop".

"Just let me talk first".

"Why did you made me sign those documents?"

He stopped his ascension midway and took a deep breath and then took the box of ice cream from her hands and walked over to the desk and kept it on top of it. Coming back he took her palms in his own which hard turned really cold holding that box.

"It was just a precaution from some legalities. Nothing serious as I said. You don't need to panic over it", he said and then brought her palms up and gently kissed them while warming them in the grip of his own palms.

Every inch of her skin blossomed with his touch. Her senses were so overpowered that she forgot all the questions that she had enlisted for him in her mind. But it seemed like he could read her mind and said,

"So you were saying?" and softly bit her palm with his teeth.

Her face flushed and even with the cold breeze, she started sweating.

She immediately pulled her hands away from him his hold and said,

"Sorry, my hands are clammy".

She turned back to wipe her sweaty palms on her pajama shorts immediately for she was feeling so embarrassed within. He took a step forward and embraced her from behind and whispered near her neck,

"I like you clammy hands".

She turned her face a bit to look at him, unable to believe that he would say such a nice thing. He softly kissed her cheeks and said,

"I love everything about you. Your curves and all your edges. I don't know why you make me go wild".

"Really ?", Akira asked innocently looking into his eyes.

"Yeah. I know it's crazy but you are making me go crazy. I just can't keep my hands off you. God, you are inviting so much trouble with shorts of yours", he said with his raspy voice reverberating near the nape of her neck, sending ripples after ripples of sensations into her body.

"What's wrong with my shorts?", Akira asked in a half subdued state.

He chuckled hearing her question and said,

"Well, it's better that I keep that answer to myself as of now. You can't handle it".

She was intrigued by his thoughts and turned back, releasing herself from his grip and said,

"Why not?"

"Because I can say I have my own reasons right now", he said with his eyes scanning her top to bottom.

"Ok, whatever. Then wait till you see me in my Gala night dress. I will see what your reasons will do", she said and smiled looking into his eyes.

"What Gala are you talking about? The conclave this Sunday?", Raymond asked in surprise.

"Yes, and why didn't you ask me to be your Plus One there?", Akira asked and pouted her lips. She was indeed annoyed a bit for not being asked by him since the invites were released two weeks back.

"Well, first of all, I didn't want to go to the conclave, so that would answer your 'Why I didn't ask you' part and second of all - With who are you going there?", Raymond asked and looked at her, his gaze turning a bit serious because deep down he now knew that she was going to the gala with Vikram, else she wouldn't have known about it.

"Oh !!! Actually Vikram had asked me to go with him and today when I checked the guest list, I saw your name. So I thought I can see you there and I was so happy but then..."

She looked at him and saw him suddenly smiling so she stopped speaking.

"What?", she asked all annoyed.

"Nothing it's just that your desperation to see me makes me happy", he said and smiled.

"I wasn't desperate. Huh", Akira said and stormed towards the desk and started making non-successful attempts at opening the ice cream box.

He took a deep breath and shook her head and mumbled,

"What do I do with you?"

He came close to her and slowly grazed his fingers on her arms and reached for her hands which were struggling with the box and whispered into her ears,

"Then why did you want me to see you in your Gala dress?", he said softly with his voice almost sounding like a hum.

"Because it's nice and I thought you might like it. Happy? But what's the point when you are not even going there", she said all irritated and disappointed.

"Do you want me to go there?", he asked biting her ears softly.

She moaned and pressed her body onto his like he was the only support that she could lean onto.

His hands moved to her waist and he turned her in one swift move to face him.

He lifted her chin with one hand and said,

"Didn't I tell you that day. All that you need to do is to ask. I can move mountains for you Akira, you just need to say it".

She lifted her gaze up and looked into his eyes which were looking at her intently and said,

"Well moving mountains was a bit dramatic but will you go to Gala for me?"

He smiled and kissed the tip of her nose and said,

"I wouldn't miss seeing you in that dress for anything in the world".