Riya glanced at Charu wading through the knee-deep water that was gurgling around her legs. Her wet clothes clung to her curves, showing more skin than needed. This was what kept Abhinav hooked to her twin. She frowned and bit her lip. Charu was close to the bank now, struggling up a cluster of high rocks. Two more minutes. Surreptitiously, Riya turned her gaze upriver. Anytime now!
That voice, it had to be … “OMG! Shaurya! It’s you?” I squinted to see him better in the semi-darkness. The heavy drizzle was making it more difficult! Why was he standing in the rain? His uniform was dripping wet!
He had slipped the ring on her finger that time. And how handsome he looked – tall and lean. And hadn’t he been so protective, almost bordering on possessiveness?