My wife and Anita came back home looking like zombies. What should they expect from people after coloring their hair? And the way they both glared like I said something offensive to them and their damn hair. But they looked pretty which I didn't have to tell them. The whole damn day went boring and stuffy but if Rehan wouldn't be there I'd have gotten a damn stroke. Thank God they both left him with me.

We both did our own work and then played a movie, made faces, criticized their acting and the whole day came to an end. I didn't know cooking and here this was the terrifying part after the morning scene but I managed to order something for me and Rehan. The next moment, I am tucking Rehan to sleep.

But now here I am working again after the call came from the office regarding the meeting tomorrow evening. Everything is pretty well so I decided to go back to our bedroom. Our bedroom—I like the sound of it.

As soon as I entered the bedroom, I saw Rehan sleeping peacefully in the middle of the bed and the light pouring into the room was from the walk-in closet. Adhvi might be changing there so I sat on my side of bed and checked the time on my phone. It was quite early so I scrolled down the latest news headlines for today and started reading them one by one when I heard a thud coming from the dressing room.

I was fast enough to stand from the bed but not before checking upon Rehan who was unaware of the sound. Striding quickly I went inside the room without any second thought and my thoughts came to life. Adhvi was sitting on the floor, her face white and her whole body shaking. She was sweating and her breathing was ragged and uneven.

Without any second thought, I crouched beside her enveloping her with my arm around her waist, and started wiping her tears. She was unaware of my presence but when I started whispering words, her breathing started coming even.

"Shhh... It's nothing, my love." "Breathe. Inhale and exhale like I do it." She did what I asked her to, and her breathing became even. She blinked her eyes several times, and I wiped her tears, as the color on her face was now back. Her doe eyes were on me as if she were thinking something.

"No overthinking, wifey." My voice came out barely as a whisper. But she didn't reply and kept staring at me. I sat on the floor which was cold but my only focus was on the woman sitting there staring at me with her tear-streaked face.

"Are you hurt, Buttery?" I asked again with concern laced voice. This time she gave a nod and I couldn't help but pull her more closer to me and stroked her hair. Her gaze flickered towards my lips for a moment but I didn't say anything. I could possibly hear her escalating heartbeat and my hold tightened on her waist.

She looked me in the eyes and our lips were barely touching. Her hot breath fanned over my bottom lip and I couldn't help but think about those soft lips on mine. Soft and pink. The thought was barely out and my dick was already erect from the dirty thoughts flowing in my mind.

Heck, I want to taste her right now. I moved closer to her and her eyes shut close from the movement. I am sure she was thinking the same and we both couldn't help the pull between us.

 I can read her expressions like an open book even if she pulls her poker face to trick others but I know her by my heart. Her everything, her routine, and her likes and dislikes. I know she doesn't like omelets and loves scrambled eggs. She likes her coffee a little bitter and hates extra sugary items. I also know she loves to dance while wearing pretty dresses. The dance part was told by her Massi when we first met. She told Adhvi's first love was dance and her parents always fulfilled her wish but a few years ago that changed.

I leaned closer to her ear, breathing in her fruity smell. Her breathing escalated when I grazed her earlobe with my lips, feeling her soft skin. She rested her hands on my chest while I helped her close to me and cupped her face with my other palm.

"Can I kiss you, Wifey?" I whispered in her ear softly kissing her and my senses were blocked by her sweet scent. I waited for her response because when I told her I wouldn't do anything without her permission I wasn't lying. I pulled my face back to look into her eyes to find her already looking at me. I could see the questions swirling in her mind. The what ifs clogging her brain and the hesitation lingering in her eyes.

I almost decided to pull back and help her to her feet when she gave a nod which was small but there if my brain didn't interpret the gesture wrong. I tightened my hold on her waist and her arms wrapped around my neck, her back straightening. I kissed her forehead, her cheeks, her nose, and her jaw.

Leaning in, I looked into her eyes. Her eyes fluttered close when I brushed my lips on her.Once, twice, and captured her lips in mine. She gasped at the sudden action but soon gave in to the kiss. She tasted like honey and fresh morning. Her hold tightened around my neck when she straddled my lap and my dick stood in attention as the lips turned from gentle to tongue clashing as if we were in the battleground.

She gasped when my erection came in contact with her stomach but I held her nape deepening the kiss and my other hand resting tightly on her lower back keeping her body flush against mine. The only sound that could be heard was our heavy breathing and her slow moans when my tongue swept across hers.

I pulled back breathlessly, resting my forehead against hers eyes closed wanting to save these feelings forever. 

"You taste like mine," I whispered sweetly when my eyes connected with her dark browns and all I could feel was the world pausing. Her cheeks turned a light shade of pink at my remark and I couldn't help but peck her cheeks. Her hold was still tight around my neck, moreover, she fit perfectly with me like a missing piece from a mystery.

"You tired?" I questioned pulling myself from her magical gaze which was trying to pull me closer to her but I am genuinely concerned about her and her panic attack. I want to know about it. About Her. Ofcourse if she wanted to share it with me.

"Yes." Her reply came a little dry from all her crying as she tried to stand up from my lap. I helped her on her feet forcing myself after the moment we just shared a few minutes ago and I am certain she is feeling a little bit embarrassed or more like shying away. I let my thoughts win but not before she gave her consent and we got carried away by the lust and pull in between us. For me it wasn't lust, it's more complicated than that.

"You want to eat something?" I asked carefully because I knew she was full as she told me earlier. She shook her head in response before clearing her throat. "I'm sorry." She said softly and I frowned because why the hell was she apologizing. I mean for what?

Glancing at my way she smiled a little melting the frown from my face instantly. She has me wrapped around her finger in just days. Heck, I would even bark if she asked me to. I am that desperate and mad for her. I have definitely lost my brain after I met her for sure. I can't even spend a single second without thinking about her.

I couldn't help myself so I wrapped my arms around her waist pulling her close. Her breathing was now sporadic as she looked me in the eyes. Her eyes shining, warm, and filled with emotions. The type of emotions I couldn't decipher. I placed a kiss on her forehead, showing my respect and love for her. I don't know what love looks like or even feels like but I think I'm already living through it.

We both were in our own daze when a crying sound filled the air shifting the whole situation. The sound came from the bedroom and a chanting 'Mom! Dad!'. Adhvi and I were fast enough to react to the sounds. I pulled back from her and briskly walked towards the door to our bedroom and Adhvika followed me close. 

I was shocked. Embarrassed. He kissed me. I kissed him. We kissed. Oh holy God, the way he tugged me close, captured my kiss in a gentle kiss, torturing me with his tongue. The way he pulled me on his lap and I was able to feel his erection. My brain was spinning fast after the moment but it came to a sudden halt when Rehan's cries filled the room.

Veer and I walked back to our bedroom to see Rehan looking around himself, crying and calling for his parents. This was my fault, solely mine because I was a bad parent. The worst one a child could have. I don't know how everything in my life was taking unexpected turns and now this. This was the only thing left to witness. I was so into the depressed state that I passed the same to my child. My only baby, my bubbly baby.

"Shhh... What happened baby?" Veer asked him as he pulled Rehan on his lap while I sat holding his tiny hand as tears were making their way out blurring everything around.

"Mo...monsters...I-I could feel them...the ugly...m..onsters." He said in between his hiccups and Veer cradled him kissing his cheeks and stroking his shaking body.

"Don't be afraid baby, your Daada and Mama is with you." He cooed softly and wiped my tears with one hand, silently calming me but I couldn't, after watching my baby suffering.

"Do you trust your Dada and Mama?" Rehan nodded as he was now quietly watching Veer and sniffling. Veer smiled at his reaction and I did too even though I was leaking puddles of water.

"It's early, you want to watch a movie and eat ice cream with your Mama and Dad?" Rehan's aggressive nods made him chuckle. The sweet melody I could hear every day, every minute. Rehan smiled too but my heart was sinking due to my own actions in the past. I was never a good parent, a daughter, a wife, or even a good sister.

My thoughts came to a halt when Rajveer picked Rehan in his arms and held my hand, tugging me as if asking me to get up. I looked at him through my already tear-filled gaze when he wiped them before they shed.

"Come on Rehan's beautiful Mama." He smiled and that's my death. I am floating high in the sky. I stood up holding his hands as we descended downstairs in the living room. Rajveer helped Rehan settle on the couch as he put on a Disney movie, the one which is about cars. I never watched it to be honest and this was my first time watching it that too with my husband and child. I sat beside Rehan while Rajveer went to bring up comforters and ice cream.

"I'm sorry, baby." My voice was hoarse from earlier but for Rehan it didn't matter because he snuggled up close to me and I wrapped my arm around him, picking him on my lap. I hugged him close to my heart and he settled his head in the crook of my neck.

"I love you, baby. Your mama would never ever leave you." I said tightening my hold on him. "I love you too Mama." Saying this he kissed my cheek and I couldn't help the tears welling in my eyes. I huffed out a breath because I didn't want to ruin the happy family mood. Veer came back with comforters and an ice cream tub in one hand. Seeing him, Rehan almost fell on the ground but my hold was tight enough to prevent that accident.

"Now you both mother-son duo, be happy and not sappy." He said as he placed the ice cream tub on the table and I helped him set the comforters over the three of us. With a remote, he pulled the curtains covering everything in the dark. The only light was coming from a few wall sconces. Rehan sat on his lap and He pulled me close to him. The movie started and Rehan was squealing with happiness. His earlier fear was long forgotten.

"See that red Car, Mama" He laughed commenting about everything on the screen while Rajveer was feeding him ice cream. After an hour and so, Rehan was on the verge of drowning in his sleep while I was mostly focused on my husband's veiny forearms as he fed himself a spoonful of ice cream. I could see his sharp jawline and his soft lips, the ones that were eating up my soul earlier. I could almost feel myself getting a little too hot.

My thoughts got interrupted when I felt a cold touch on my right cheek near the corner of my lips and then a warm sweep of the tongue, my eyes widening in shock and terror because there was a kid half awake with us. I jerked my head to the right to find my husband so close to me and suddenly the temperature rose. My heartbeat leaped in my throat and I could also see a light pink tint on his cheeks. He looked less intimidating when he blushed.

"I'm sorry but there was a little ice cream over there. I thought to clean if up but my hands were occupied." He gave a shy smile and I bit my lips stifling my overgrowing smile. "Aap kitne besharam ho." I said looking over at Rehan who was totally unaware of his surroundings. "Lekin aapse thora kam." He raised an eyebrow at me and my face heated, not with shyness but with embarrassment. I know he was referring to that spank I gave him. I am unsure of what I was thinking when I did so.

"Dad, I want to sleep," Rehan whined turning his head around suddenly and I pulled a little from Veer maintaining a safe distance between us. "Right baby, it's time for sleep. Rehan ki Mumma, it's time for sleep for you too." His words left me speechless and Rehan giggled and the man who said it was smiling dumbfoundedly. I hit his foot with my slippers and he let out a fake 'ow' pulling Rehan's attention but I grinned widely in response.

"Yes, Rehan ki pyari Mumma." Rehan nodded agreeing with my husband and now the man was grinning like a child. "Let's go." Saying this he stood up and I was missing his warmth already. I turned off the television and closed the ice cream tub tightly. I went to place it back in the refrigerator and came back to find him already standing there waiting for me.

Glancing in my direction they both smiled as he held my hand again all the way to our bedroom. Upon reaching, Rehan slipped inside the covers immediately and I did too beside him. Veer watched us with a clear interest, the smile still pasted on his face. He too slipped inside the cover on the other side of Rehan.

I gave Rehan a kiss on his cheek and wished him good night as I hugged him close to me. "Mumma, You didn't kiss Papa sweet dreams." He whispered for me to hear but I think the person in question listened to it too because he raised an eyebrow at me and lips upturned into a smirk.

"Rehan ki Mumma, Why didn't you kiss me sweet dreams? I'm sad." He pouted and blinked his eyelashes several times like a cute puppy. I smiled at him and Rehan was watching the both of us closely. I leaned over him and kissed Veer on his forehead before saying, "Sweet Dreams, Mr. Rathore."

"You too, Mrs. Rathore." Saying this he closed his eyes while I smiled like a little girl. Rehan closed his eyes too drifting easily into deep slumber. I laid back too thinking about the sweets I'd be baking tomorrow and was about to bath the room with moonlight when my phone pinged with a notification.

Without any second thought, I opened my messenger app smiling but it vanished into thin air when I read the message from an unknown number. 'Did you miss me, Wifey? Oops, my Bad, Ex-wifey.'