AADHYA

I hold Rehan's hand and run to the gate of my house. It's past midnight so there's only the light on the gate that's showing us the path as we run.

"Stay here," I tell Rehan before I sneak to look into the security's chair. He's sleeping peacefully and I sign Rehan to come over.

I open the gate and we both silently sneak out before closing.

I look at Rehan and he's giving me a proud smile. I smile back at him and raise my eyebrows.

"What?"

"I feel so proud of you."

I laugh. "Because of my sneaking skills?"

Rehan laughs with me. His pure infectious smile. "Yes. Come on." He grabs my hand and walks across the road.

I frown seeing a bike parked. I look at him and he smiles as he twirls the key between his fingers.

"This is mine." He says as he gets on top. "Get in."

I smile excitedly and sit behind him. It's been years since I travelled on a bike and that too for a night ride.

"Ready?"

"Yes," I say wrapping my arms around his waist and leaning my head against his shoulder.

I've never gone for a night ride on a bike and it's exciting to have my firsts with Rehan. That makes me remember I have so many things to talk to him about.

I raise my head and look at Rehan through the mirror. He looks at me and I smile at him.

"Where are we going?"

He turns his head and presses a quick kiss on my nose.

"Someplace."

"And the name of that place is?"

"It's a secret."

"I thought we should share everything since we are getting married?" I ask him and I suddenly feel a pang of guilt. I have never told him the reason for our marriage and as Di said, I should tell him everything.

"Should we?"

"Sort of." I place my head on his shoulder and hold him close.

I like the silence and the cold breeze as we go to God knows where. I'm talkative but I don't like talking through the whole journey. I want some peace and silence and I'm glad Rehan is on the same boat.

I open my eyes when I feel the bike slowing down. I look around and the place is so dark for me to see anything.

"We are home, baby," Rehan tells me.

I get down and stand close to him. I want something to jump out of nowhere and bite me. Even if something jumps on me I may not be able to do anything, even scream.

"You're scared?" He asks me still sitting on the bike. It's a Royal Enfield Classic. He has taken his helmet off and he ruffles his hair with his hand as the moonlight behind me shows his beautiful face.

"I have heard stories of couples being murdered, bitten or worse eaten," I tell him.

"I thought you know martial arts! That's why I brought us here! At this time!" He exclaims and I feel the fear running from the top of my head to my toenails.

"I said I went to one class!" I yell. "And you thought what I have some black belt? What are you looking at? Let's go!" I say as my panic voice comes out and runs to sit behind him. "Go!"

Rehan looks at me for a second and starts laughing. I sit there confused as he lowers his head and continues laughing.

"Is this a joke?" I ask him confused.

"No. I'm a serial killer who brought you here to kill you." He says to me.

"Rehan!" I tell him as I get out of the bike once again and stand in front of him. "Trust me, it's very difficult for me to understand when people are joking with me. So you-"

I can't finish and he pulls me by my waist and looks straight into my eyes.

"I'm joking. I would never put you in harm's way." He leans in and presses a kiss on my lips. I smile as I kiss him back. "But if a bear does come out I hope your karate is worth it." He jokes between the kiss.

I push him back but he mumbles a sorry before kissing me again.

Rehan takes my hand and we walk ten steps before we stop in the middle of somewhere.

"I'll be back in a minute." He says and before I could he leans and kisses me just beside my lips. I smile foolishly as he goes.

I rub my hands on the jeans and look around. It's cold, not freezing cold, but just the perfect temperature that makes you want to sleep in a bed covering yourself with a blanket.

Suddenly the place is brighter. I look up and there is lighting arranged horizontally supported by poles on the sides. There is a black curtain to my left and before I could touch it, it falls revealing the city and the breathtaking Rehan.

I laugh in utter happiness and just as I'm about to run I feel something down on my feet. I look down and it's a cushion. He has laid out a bedsheet with cushions and two baskets.

I run to him and he wraps his arms around my waist lifting me and I kiss him as I trace my fingers in his hair.

I can feel a flash on us but I keep kissing him and he reciprocates with the same emotion that I feel.

"No one has ever done anything like this for me." I manage to tell him that in one go since I was out of breath.

Rehan blushes and I chuckle as I place my hand on his cheek. I can't stop kissing him and I pull him closer and I kiss him again and again.

His lips are red and swollen by the time we are down on the ground and I'm sure mine is just the same.

He deserves everything. I have never felt wanted and needed and Rehan is rewriting all of that. Suddenly I want to go back in time and tell the old Aadhya that Rehan is there. He is there.

"Will you run if I told you I'm addicted to you?" Rehan says after he pulls my lower in between his teeth.

I gasp as I feel unknown feelings run inside of me. Tingles. Shivers.

"Rehan." I manage to say and it's very hard not to get lost in his eyes. He is laying on top of me and his hair falls on his forehead as he speaks.

I smile as I weave my fingers through his hair. "I need to talk to you about something."

He pulls back and sits down. I sit beside him and he holds my hand.

"What happened?"

This is your chance Aadhya. Speak.

"I have never been treated equally in my life. In school, in college, and even in my own house. We are getting married and we barely know each other but at least in our married life, I want equal rights, and equal responsibility. The fact that I'm there."

Rehan smiles as he holds my hand. "I'm no one to give you your rights. You are born with it. It is yours. Our life will only flourish if we take part in it evenly. Trust me when I say this, you will never feel any injustice from me. Or from my family."

I can feel the butterflies in my stomach. I never wanted a cheesy romantic guy. I wanted someone who can say enough things to raise goosebumps all over me. I guess I got him.

I hear a voice and I look at Rehan in confusion. He smiles at me rubbing his stomach.

"Okay. I'm hungry."

I laugh with him as he opens the baskets and takes out food. We stay there for a couple of hours, in each other's arms feeling just pure bliss.