Saturday, 22 July 2017

Part 1- Raabta - (an AR ff)

It was a cold winter’s night in London. The frigid air penetrated her skin and the
cold licked at her face as she walked faster, bracing her head against the wind, towards his Aston Martin. He stood waiting for her next to the car dressed in a slate grey suit with a crisp white dress shirt, layered with a lilac sweater vest and an identical pocket square. She had made him wait long. He looked up at the night sky, the shape of the crescent reflecting on his face. Joy tugged at the corner of his lips as he contemplated what awaited her tonight. Her smell traveled faster to him than her sight and he pulled up a straight face as he turned around.


She strutted towards him in her carefully chosen pair of Manolo Blahnik heels, wearing a Chanel wool sheath dress, layering it with a faux fur Dorothee Schumacher coat and a Louis Vuitton bag adorning her dainty arm. She could see that he was fighting a smile, despite himself. He drew in a sharp breath as he took her scent in and finally gave up the act. Not today! Today was a big day for them. He pulled her in for a warm hug and just as she relaxed in his arms, he drew her in for a slow and soft kiss. His lips were a tease in the cold wintry night releasing a tornado of warm, gushy feelings inside her. Warmth spread all over her body as he pecked her nose and looked back at her with dreamy eyes.

“You must be cold. Let’s get you in, darling!” He opened the door for her and helped her in and quickly strode around the back of the car to join her on the other side.

“Evening, lady. You look lovely tonight!” the chauffeur greeted her. “Why, thank you, John!” She smiled at him warmly and passed a few bags over to him. “These are for Elle and the kids. Wish’em a very Merry Christmas for me!”

She settled back in her seat and rubbed her hands fervently when he held her hands in his to keep them warm. “You are gorgeous!” he whispered into her ear and brought her hands to his lips, kissing them ever so lovingly. She blushed a crimson red and tried to pull away when he slipped a ring on to her finger. She gasped looking at the traditional cut vintage-inspired solitaire, registering his intent behind the act and looked up at him in complete astonishment. The corners of his eyes crinkled as he beamed with joy and in that moment, his smile made Monday, Friday. It was a smile that she’d cherish forever.

“We are? We are?” she gasped, struggling to put words together. Looking at his ineffable betrothed, he completed her sentence, “Engaged! Engaged to be married!” he exclaimed. She jumped on his lap and hugged him, “I love you!”

“Ahem, ahem! Congratulations to the lovely couple!” the chauffeur chimed in with delight. “Why don’t I give you two a moment?”, he winked at the happy couple and rolled up the privacy barrier.

They snickered at each other and engaged themselves into a passionate kiss. As the car pulled up into the driveway of his house in the Kensington Palace Gardens, they sobered down and quickly straightened themselves.

“My family’s going to be absolutely delighted with the news. I can’t wait to see their faces when we tell them tonight.” He said while gazing at her lovingly. His enthusiasm knew no bounds and she knew she was blessed to have such a wonderfully devoted partner for life but unlike him, her nervous kicked in ten-fold.

“Umm, I was wondering if we could wait until I tell my parents about you.” She said apprehensively while playing with his collar pin.

“Well, alright, that sounds fair! Why don’t we give them a call right away or would you like to break the news to them in person?”

“In person, of course. And I’d like to speak to them privately. It’s just that I haven’t seen them in so long and I need to do a little explaining on my part.”

“If that’s what my lady wants. But promise me, I’d meet them real soon.” He intertwined their fingers and turned the rock around to face her palm.

“Of course. They’ll love you!” she reassured him with a smile and a quick peck on his lips.

“And I love you!” He blinked his eyes empathetically.

“We are here, sir, if you may please?” the chauffeur said while opening the door for them.

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Hi there! I'm completely new to the blog and I'm trying to find my way here! It's a wonder how I never stumbled across the blog until now, nonetheless, I'm extremely glad to find so many new stories here! There's a plethora of good work here on the blog that I'm acquainting myself with and I hope to become a part of the family here. Please excuse me for any mistakes on my part and if I haven't followed the proper procedure to post here and direct me for the same. As far as the story goes, it is an AR ff and I'd really appreciate your feedback.
Let me know what you think of it!

- Anaya :)

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