Ishana: (He stopped after hearing me... But what should I say now? He is looking at me.)
Abhi: (I don't get it. She said "Abhi" and now she isn't saying anything. Is she going to say something, or should I continue? Did I make her uncomfortable? Wasn't I slow enough? Control, Abhi! Don't rush into anything... Okay, let's take it slower...)
Ishana: (What am I supposed to say now? No way! He is leaning towards me again. Say something, Ishana, before he kisses you. Ugh, I don't know what to say right now... He's so close to me now.)
Knock! Knock!
Abhi: (Not again! I took a deep breath, looked at the door, got up, and went to open it. As I got up, I realized that I wasn't supposed to do anything; she asked me not to do anything, yet I couldn't control myself. Shit! I didn't expect this from myself either. I opened the door, and Mark brother, was standing outside.)
Mark: (Now that everything is done, I can get back to my room, finally! I opened the door to my room and walked in. The light was dim. I saw Khushi sitting on the bed, wearing the lingerie I bought for her.)
Khushi: (When I went in, I got an idea to tease him, so I hurried to the washroom, freshened up, put on the lingerie and makeup, and jumped on the bed, waiting for Mark to come back. Finally, he came after a while...)
Mark: You look like you're in the mood today!
Khushi: Of course! After all, I have a handsome husband... I have to be in the mood.
Mark: (I smiled when she said that.)
Khushi: But you're late, so I should punish you for making me wait!
Mark: And how would you like to punish me?
Khushi: Put on a strip show for me! It's a waste to hide your body.
Mark: Really?!
Khushi: (I raised my eyebrow as if to say yes.)
Mark: Cool! (I started unbuttoning my waistcoat and threw it on the floor. While unbuttoning my shirt, I took a step closer to her...)
Khushi: (I'm enjoying the show he's putting on. I forgot to blink the way he threw his waistcoat. I shouted to cheer him on.) Woooo!!!
Mark: (Looking at her excitement makes me even more excited...)
Khushi: Why are you coming forward?
Mark: It's no good to just strip myself alone... I need a companion!
Khushi: Really? Do you want me to strip too?
Mark: (Is she the same girl I knew before? Woo!) If you can!
Khushi: Cool! I'll strip myself... Even though what I'm wearing is just covering two parts of my body...
Mark: No, it's covering something I want to explore. The more I explore, the more pleasure you get...
Khushi: (I smiled at him and stood up on the bed, holding the strap of the lingerie he bought. He was looking at me intently...)
Mark: You're taking too long; let me help you with it! (By saying this, I jumped on the bed and stood in front of her, pulled her neck, and kissed her while sliding her strap from her shoulder.)
Khushi: (He took me by surprise, and I couldn't react for a second as he kissed me.)
Khushi: (I heard a phone ringing! I guess it's Mark's phone, but he's so lost that he isn't hearing it! I tried to move my face, but he gripped me more tightly. I started pinching his shoulder. He stopped and looked at me...)
Your phone!
Mark: (I was kissing her, but suddenly she was trying to move, so I gripped her neck harder and pulled her close by holding her waist. What's wrong with her? She keeps disturbing me! Now she's pinching me? What's going on? I stopped and looked at her.) What did you say? Your phone???
(I checked my phone.)
It's not mine!
Khushi: It's not mine either; I switched off my phone.
Mark: I saw a phone on the table beside the bed...
It's Ishana's phone! What is it doing here?
Khushi: Oh, it's my mistake. I accidentally took her phone and forgot to give it back. When she was looking for the key from Abhi's suite, she gave me her phone, and I forgot to return it!
Mark: Oh, let it be. It's even better that she doesn't have her phone...
Khushi: But!!
Mark: What?
Khushi: Her mom is calling her; she must be calling to give her some tips!
Mark: What tips???
Khushi: Uhhh, you know what I mean!
Mark: How would I know?
Khushi: Why do I sometimes feel like you're dumb? Of course, it's her first night; her mom may want to give her some tips...
Mark: Oh, that! Well, she doesn't need it. Even if she doesn't do anything, she'll end up in the same bed, so it's fine. Let's just continue...
Khushi: No, just give her phone back.
Mark: I will return it tomorrow...
Khushi: Go right now.
Mark: What? Now? Are you crazy? I might disturb them!
Khushi: You go and return it, or I'll go!
Mark: What??? You'll go out like this?!