Chapter 236 - I’ll take my pants off as well-

WARNING: SLIGHTLY MATURE CONTENT 

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|Innaya|

Cooked for me? And, what was with the term 'daughter'? I barely knew my father-in-law. His face was blurred in my memories. I had barely exchanged words with him at my engagement, apart from taking his blessings. At our marriage, things happened in a rush. We had very little time to get accustomed to each other.

I had been at fault for not reaching out to my in-laws. How the past seven months went was a true mystery. One thing or another kept me occupied, but I should have made a little effort. I had never heard of any father-in-law cooking for his daughter-in-law who remained aloof to them. A wave of discomfort made me unsettled. Though the difference between us was vast, yet the elderly man took the initiative and put me above his son. 

The action of his truly moved me. 

Only after meeting them, knowing their side of the story, and sorting this situation, I could reach the proper conclusion on where our relationship stood. If there was truly a misunderstanding, I would work hard to make up for all the mistakes, and distance from my side.

"Get out of here, Arjun. We'll be down soon," Eshan answered, sighing heavily on my shoulder. His warm breath tickled my earlobe. He successfully pulled me out of thoughts revolving around my in-laws.

Surprisingly, Arjun made no more remarks, and soon the outside area fell silent. That was unlike Arjun, but the man holding me made me forgot about Arjun and focus on our current position. 

"Looks like we need to finish quickly. Never mind. We'll continue this later," Eshan whispered in my ear. 

His lips grasped the end of my earlobe. Drawing it in his mouth, his moist tongue played around with it a bit. I never knew earlobes could be this sensitive, for I felt my insides starting to react with feelings I was quite unfamiliar with.

I tried to take back my hands from his hold, which Eshan refused to. He would occasionally caress my skin. A little later, he released my earlobe. By then, I was sure that my face was a deep shade of red.

"Ah!" I shrieked with a surprise when Eshan nibbled with his teeth on the skin of my earlobe, biting it gently.

"Hey, if you're hungry then eat food. What are you biting my flesh for?!" I exclaimed at his weirdness, a little shyly.

Eshan laughed, shaking his head. "Haha…" 

"Stop dawdling… Be quick you snail," Arjun remarked haughtily. 

I almost slid down from the stool at Arjun's voice. I looked around suspiciously. Why was he still here? 

Woof. Woof. Woof…

Aaoooo…

Fortune barked followed by a cry of whine. Arjun knocked on the door."See, even Fortune is tired of waiting." 

"Let's get done with our work, shall we?" Eshan stood straight, caressing my hair. He totally ignored his friends who stood guard on the door. He seemed to be keen on maintaining physical contact with me. From the moment we entered the bathroom, his actions clearly displayed it.

"And, stop feeling shy. We're married, this is only natural." Eshan picked me up and placed me on the slab beside the sink. His fingers taking liberties as they moved along my bare collarbone. "Unless you're uncomfortable," he added before backing away, giving me his full smile.

I reciprocated his smile without even realizing it. Eshan then picked up the stool, walked a couple of steps, and placed it beside the bathtub. Squeezing an almond cream and hibiscus body wash gel in the half-filled tub, he dipped his hand in the water, mixing the gel in the water. His shoulders stretched out, and his firm back moved with his movements.

Mesmerized, I watched each and every careful action. Honestly, there was no need to pamper me so much. Who would have expected this day to turn out this way? So much had happened, and so much was happening. 

My dress still sat loosely on my waist. Glancing further down, the sprain cast looked awful on the swollen ankle. It was all my fault. Had I not been so stupid to twist and sprain my ankle, this situation would not have arisen. 

"What are you thinking about?" Eshan asked, coming towards me. 

I shook my head. Though my ankle hurt, and my movements would be restricted for the week or two, taking in improvement in our relationship, perhaps it was not that bad.

"How about you give me a towel? I'll clean myself," I said, extending a hand for the towel in his hand.

I needed a bath because my whole body was covered in sweat. I had not done anything extensive. However, the drama that had unfolded had made me perspire heavily, to the point that my whole body was drenched in the sweat. Besides, there was that medicinal smell on my body. I could not tolerate it. 

Eshan understood it well. Thus, he did not object to me taking one. He just insisted on giving one. That twisted the situation.

"Am I not accompanying you? I've even taken off my shirt for you… Do you think this is not enough? I'll take my pants off as well-"

"Eshan." I gasped at his bold words. 

His fingers went to his buckle, a mischievous smile danced on his slightly red lips. "What? We'll have to remove your dress. So, isn't it better that I start first." 

My eyes again went wide. He removed his buckle, and I could not help but look away. 

On the beaches, women in bikinis, and men in shorts or underwear was not a rare sight. But, in this enclosed space, being with my husband who always respects my boundaries… like this way, was enough to make me turn red. I certainly was not uncomfortable with this. Maybe, a little surprised, and a little taken aback.

The ruffling sound followed, and the black pants landed perfectly into the bags for dirty clothes. I dared not glance at Eshan. 

"Now, see we're even," Eshan said with humor. "No, we aren't," Eshan paused deliberately, "your dress is still on."

I pulled my bottom lip within the grasp of my teeth. Wasn't ventilation working properly? Why was it so hot? I turned deaf ears to Eshan. Not that I had not seen guys only in their underwear. Plenty of movies, shows, ads had broadened my horizon, and I was certainly not the one to shy away.

However, with Eshan, everything was different. Even his long stare made butterflies dance in my stomach. 

Turning on the tap beside me, I held my hands under running water. The cold water provided some relief to my burning skin. I splashed some on my face, but my trembling hand caused the water to splatter on me.