"Rise and shine sunshine," Vihaan sang.

I was still pressed against his side. I gave him a smile. My lower half hurt like hell. Last night made me sore, I am a sore loser. Pun intended.

"Good morning hubby."

"Are you alright, babe? Does it hurt a lot?"

"A little."

"You will be alright," he said pulling me closer.

We were body sitting on the bed in each others arms, our fingers intertwined.

"The sex was amazing."

"That was making love babe, sex is totally different."

"Oh, I see."

"Yes, you see."

"By the way, you never told me what you had realized."

"Um..I..um."

"Mrs. Malhotra, I don't understand this language and I am not Sherlock to decipher this."

"Mr. Malhotra, even if you try you cannot be Sherlock Holmes because that man is a high functioning sociopath but I freaking love him."

"Well, your words pierced my heart," he wiped a fake tear and I laughed.

"I may love that high functioning sociopath but I love someone more than him," I said slowly but it was loud enough for him to hear.

Vihaan cleared his throat, "Neel?"

"I am not talking about that love, you idiot. You are the dumbest person I know. You have a void space in the name of brain. Ifuckingloveyouvihaanmalhotraandicandonothingaboutit," I said the last sentence in one breathe making Vihaan stare at me like I had grown a second head.

"You, what?"

"I fucking love you Vihaan Malhotra. I am in love with you and I can do nothing about it."

His eyes widened. He was flabbergasted so he just sat there staring at me.

"You know when a woman, no! When your wife, actually naked wife confesses her undying love for you-you are freaking supposed to reply and not sit like a goddamned statue."

"I fucking love you too, Rishi. I have loved you from a while now, but I was not sure if it really was love or just infatuation."

"Really?"

"Do you want me to write this thing on my forehead or somewhere? I can do it but that would be cliché."

"Ewww..no I don't want you to do such stupid things."

He held my chin and made me look into his eyes. They looked so deep, so beautiful.

"I love you Mrs. Rishita Vihaan Malhotra. You are the best thing that has happened to me. I was sooooooo wrong initially but the things you did for me and my family is really commendable and between all this I fell for you, head over heels. This may sound cliché as fuck but this is the fucking truth. I love every-fucking-thing about you. I love all the little things about you. I love you wifey sooooooo fucking much."

I was crying by now. This means so much to me.

"I love you too," we were about to kiss when Vihaan's phone rang.

"GREAT. JUST FUCKING GREAT. WE WERE ABOUT TO KISS AFTER CONFESSING OUR UNDYING LOVE FOR EACH OTHER AND THIS STUPID PHONE HAD TO RING. FUCKING HELL!" Vihaan stretched to take his phone from the nightstand.

It was his mother. I giggled. Perfect timing momma mia.

He picked up his call after rolling his eyes,

"Hey, mom." he said in a bored tone.

I slapped his arm and mouthed him to talk properly to her.

"Yeah, everything's great"

"No, she is here only. Yes, just a minute." he gave me the phone and told me to talk to my mother in law.

"Hello?"

"Rishita beta, how are you? Are you enjoying?"

I was about to reply when Vihaan started kissing my neck. My spine immediately straightened up and goosebumps erupted as if it was a reflex. I slightly pushed him away giving him a glare. He gave me his puppy dog eyes, which I ignored.

"I am great Mom. Everything is well, and yes, we are having fun," I said.

"That's great! I hope Vihaan is not troubling you," she said laughing.

Again Vihaan started teasing me, but this time he was nibbling on my neck.

A moan escaped from my lips and I immediately covered it up with a cough.

"Rishita, you okay?"

"Y-yes mom." I pushed Vihaan away, covered myself with sheets and went got down from the bed to get away from him. I went in the other room which was attached to our bedroom. He pouted at my action and I rolled my eyes.

"So tell me what did you'll see? How is Nainital?" she asked eagerly.

And for the next fifteen minutes I told her everything I had seen and eaten and roamed. She was an amazing person, it was always easy to talk to. My mother and I's every talk use to end up in a fight but I'm glad I have a good and deep connection with my in-laws.

"Anyways, I forgot to give your father his morning tea." she giggled.

"Ohh noo, mom, he will be angry, you know how much he loves his morning tea;" I said laughing.

"Okay okay, I'll go now! Come soon okay? We both miss you"

"We miss you too maa, bye"

"Bye Rishita," and she hung up.

I went back in the bedroom and Vihaan was sprawled on the bed wearing his boxers.

"You are a very bad person." I said and he smirked in my direction.

"I like it!" He said.

"Like what?" I asked confused.

"The marks!"

I frowned at him and my eyes suddenly widened as realization hit me.

"You didn't," I said and ran in the bathroom to look at myself in the mirror.

There were red marks all over my neck. What are they called? Shit I forgot the word! Neel had told me about this!

"I love the way hickeys look on you Mrs. Malhotra." Vihaan said entering the bathroom and staring at me through the mirror. Just a reminder, I'm still covered in the bedsheets.

Hickeys, Right!

"I hate you," I said feeling the marks with my fingers.

"Ohh baby, I know how much you love me," he said hugging me from behind and nuzzling his head in my neck.