Episode 1

Happy Diwali, Jaan!!'

He came up chirping as always, taking her in his arms from behind.

She squealed with joy, laughing happily. "Leave me! I still have to arrange the diyas around the whole place!" she whined.

He slowly set her down, grazing his hands over her soft stomach and then up her arms.

"Stop it! I have work to do!" she chided him with a shy smile.

He obliged and stepped back. She began placing the diyas around the Rangoli.

He couldn't help but look at her bare back, the blouse held by just one knot behind, making him restless. But he couldn’t approve of himself, nor could he object to anything she did.

And now that they were alone, there was no reason not to enjoy the moment.

He admired her for a while, smiling to himself, then bent down to remove the clutch from her hair, letting it fall freely down her back.

She was surprised, looking at him. "I can't work properly with you doing that..." she pouted, looking even more beautiful.

He chuckled and knelt beside her. "I’m here at your service, why worry, Mrs. Khurana?"

Geet felt a chill run down her spine just hearing her own name. She wasn’t sure why it always affected her, but somewhere deep down, she knew the reason… though she always shrugged it off.

"Is that so, Mr. Khurana?" she asked playfully. "Well, come on, no backing off now," she said, pulling him down, almost making him fall on her by accident.

They stayed there for a few seconds, him on top of her, both lost in the golden glow of the diyas around them.

It was Geet who pushed him slightly, pulling him back to reality.

"Oh, I’m sorry, Jaan. Did I hurt you?"

"It’s okay. I’m fine. Now, will you get up, first, hubby ji?" she teased, a mischievous gleam in her eyes.

He got up, but not before giving her a peck on her soft cheek, making her blush furiously.

"I didn’t French kiss you on the lips, and you’re blushing like this?" He dramatically placed his palm on his chest.

"Dhatt! Dramebaaz!" she scolded playfully. "Get up, and get to work fast!"

"Yeah, hurry up. We have to leave for the Diwali party."

"Party??" she asked, confused, as they continued to decorate their small bungalow with lamps and lights.

"You forgot? Grandma has called us," he reminded her.

Her hands froze as she looked at him with wide eyes. "What?!"

"Nothing... let’s hurry, then. We can't say no to Grandma!" he said softly.

"Obviously, sweetheart!" he added, pulling her into his arms suddenly, taking her by surprise.

As he bent forward to seal her lips with a kiss, she slapped his lips away, blushing furiously. Seizing the chance, she quickly ran off to get ready, leaving him smiling behind.

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**WOW!** Her eyes roamed excitedly\, gazing all around\, until they caught sight of the mansion bathed in lights\, where the party was being held.

He walked up to his wife, who was so lost in admiring the sight of Khurana Mansion.

He couldn’t help but chuckle at her childlike excitement.

"Let’s go inside, please?" Geet urged him as soon as she saw him near her.

"Oh, so you know I’m here now? I thought you were lost in watching Khurana Mansion," he teased.

"Mr. Khurana, do you want to hurry, or should I go alone?" she asked playfully.

"Oops, sorry, Mrs. Khurana... let’s hurry." He smiled and followed his overexcited wife inside.

"Finally, here you are! I’ve been waiting for ages!"

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To be continued....

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