If you want to smoke ping me privately ". Rohan received this from
Jiya. The first of the many texts he was about to receive in the coming
months. What had exactly transpired in Jiya's mind that day while
sending this text, both of them would never know. But nevertheless this
one text broke the ice between them.
Rohan had been introduced to Jiya's group through one of his friend. But on the first meeting all he could see was Jiya's amazing tattoo on her left ankle. It was an dove. He wanted to see the face of the person who had the tattoo but sadly never got a chance.
Seeing the text Rohan didn't hesitate to reply back. He was still in awe of those eyes and here was a chance he did not want to let go.They went to a place far from the prying crowd. Rohan lit up the cigarette. Pulled in a long drag and passed it to Jiya. Rohan saw her perfect lips fall moved apart to accommodate the butt of the cigarette. She pulled in a long drag and released the smoke. All the while her eyes never leaving sight of Rohan. Rohan felt hypnotized. Jiya had large piercing eyes. The kind of eyes which have a hold on you. The kind of eyes which makes you to give your all.
They started to talk. Rohan was a charmer when it came to talking. Jiya felt she could talk about anything and everything with him even though this was their first meet. As the cigarette burned away Rohan and Jiya grew comfortable of each other.After their smoking session, they both left for their respective office buildings. But their whatsapp never stopped working. A flurry of texts were exchanged between them. Rohan found out here was someone who was just like him. Addicted. Addicted to him as he was to her.
In the evening Rohan thought of asking her for a drink. But then he was unsure how she would respond to it. Saying a silent prayer he sent out a text to her asking for a drink. After a minute she replied sure but where. Rohan put in your place or somewhere outside, you say. (After all Rohan was a guy, and sometimes his hormones grew better of him).Jiya was still thinking what to reply. Even her hormones were playing around with her mind. It wasn't that Rohan was good looking or something, but he had charmed his way to her through his talks. Also the fact he was cute, added to jiya's hormonal surge. After a bit of thinking she replied somewhere out. Awesome, see you at 8, came his reply.
The drinks were working their way through the weak minds of Rohan and Jiya. The last one hour at the pub had brought out a flurry of topics within them which ranged from discussion about her tattoo to the places they had previously made out.Rohan could feel the sexual tension growing between them as more drinks made its way through his throat to his brain. Jiya was smiling continuously. Her smiles drew Rohan more to her. The smiles made it perfectly clear that even Jiya could feel the tension between them. The smile carried a bit of naughtiness and a lot of flirtiness with it.
It was time to leave. They both went to the parking lot. Both of them high on drinks and smokes.As Rohan was about to get on his bike, Jiya asked "Have you ever made out in a parking lot ". Without thinking, Rohan caught hold of her head and leaned his lips against her. The moment they touched it was as if an electric current went through both of them keeping them joined. They couldn't get enough of each other. It was instant addiction for Rohan with Jiya's tiny beauty spot beside her lips.Finally they let go.
But it was only the beginning of long run of addiction between them.
Someone has rightly said"When you share a cigarette, you share your life story with that person. And leads to new stories in making."
Rohan had been introduced to Jiya's group through one of his friend. But on the first meeting all he could see was Jiya's amazing tattoo on her left ankle. It was an dove. He wanted to see the face of the person who had the tattoo but sadly never got a chance.
Seeing the text Rohan didn't hesitate to reply back. He was still in awe of those eyes and here was a chance he did not want to let go.They went to a place far from the prying crowd. Rohan lit up the cigarette. Pulled in a long drag and passed it to Jiya. Rohan saw her perfect lips fall moved apart to accommodate the butt of the cigarette. She pulled in a long drag and released the smoke. All the while her eyes never leaving sight of Rohan. Rohan felt hypnotized. Jiya had large piercing eyes. The kind of eyes which have a hold on you. The kind of eyes which makes you to give your all.
They started to talk. Rohan was a charmer when it came to talking. Jiya felt she could talk about anything and everything with him even though this was their first meet. As the cigarette burned away Rohan and Jiya grew comfortable of each other.After their smoking session, they both left for their respective office buildings. But their whatsapp never stopped working. A flurry of texts were exchanged between them. Rohan found out here was someone who was just like him. Addicted. Addicted to him as he was to her.
In the evening Rohan thought of asking her for a drink. But then he was unsure how she would respond to it. Saying a silent prayer he sent out a text to her asking for a drink. After a minute she replied sure but where. Rohan put in your place or somewhere outside, you say. (After all Rohan was a guy, and sometimes his hormones grew better of him).Jiya was still thinking what to reply. Even her hormones were playing around with her mind. It wasn't that Rohan was good looking or something, but he had charmed his way to her through his talks. Also the fact he was cute, added to jiya's hormonal surge. After a bit of thinking she replied somewhere out. Awesome, see you at 8, came his reply.
The drinks were working their way through the weak minds of Rohan and Jiya. The last one hour at the pub had brought out a flurry of topics within them which ranged from discussion about her tattoo to the places they had previously made out.Rohan could feel the sexual tension growing between them as more drinks made its way through his throat to his brain. Jiya was smiling continuously. Her smiles drew Rohan more to her. The smiles made it perfectly clear that even Jiya could feel the tension between them. The smile carried a bit of naughtiness and a lot of flirtiness with it.
It was time to leave. They both went to the parking lot. Both of them high on drinks and smokes.As Rohan was about to get on his bike, Jiya asked "Have you ever made out in a parking lot ". Without thinking, Rohan caught hold of her head and leaned his lips against her. The moment they touched it was as if an electric current went through both of them keeping them joined. They couldn't get enough of each other. It was instant addiction for Rohan with Jiya's tiny beauty spot beside her lips.Finally they let go.
But it was only the beginning of long run of addiction between them.
Someone has rightly said"When you share a cigarette, you share your life story with that person. And leads to new stories in making."
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