“Wherever you choose to discuss further, I feel Hotel is a comfortable place for discussing about our future.” Prasanth asserted and withdrew her hand under the pretext of arranging his hairstyle with his comb.
Afterwards, he was trudging along with her with sufficient gap from her.
There occurred a mantle of silence between them for some time. Then she sighed and opened the discussion:” If you feel comfortable to discuss about our future in the Hotel room, let’s go. I have no objection.” She changed her mind and she didn’t know why she spoke like that.
His face became radiant and beaming.
After she seated on the pillion seat, Prasanth started his scooter and scorched towards Star Hotel. Swathi understood why he was riding, scorching his scooter. In order to balance herself on the pillion seat without falling, she had to hug him and what he expected, was done. Yes, she hugged him from behind while he was scorching his vehicle.
Swathi was smiling shyly whenever her jutted portions of her tops adpressed to his back as he was scorching his scooter.