“Is Shruti home?” he asked absentmindedly. “No, Madam left for the evening. She said she was going to her mother’s place.” Mamta continued a...ter that, but Kumar did not stop her.He loved hearing her talk. He would drink in all her mannerisms as she prattled on. Like how she would tuck a strand of hair behind her ear (but only the left one). Or how she would scratch the little mole in her long neck. Or how her nose would flare out when she was excited or angry.Kumar never figured out when his. No one had called me by my first name for ages.I put my hand on her thigh to comfort her, asking her to relax or perhaps come up to my flat. She was wearing shorts that day, so my hand touched her smooth thigh. When she didn’t complain, I rubbed my hand in her soft skin, raising goosebumps on her leg.She asked me who all are there at my place, and I replied that there’s no one. Urmi bit her lip, trying to decide, then said ok, and walked out to the elevators. Waiting for the elevator, we both. More

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