Ahana's pov

Randhir was kissing me madly as if I would disappear after sometime but I wasn't complaining. Only I know how much I craved for this. His warm embrace, soothing caress and addictive yet loving kisses. God knows when was the last time we kissed each other. Hell,he wasn't even looking at me properly so kissing was out of question. Randhir tightened his hold on me, pulling me incredibly close while I clutched his shirt tightly.