Third-person pov:
Kabir and Stormy are sitting inside the car, her gaze is fixed on the road and Kabir's gaze is fixed on Stormy.
"How long you are planning to avoid me like this, " Kabir asked Stormy, putting his palm on her thigh in a s****l manner, his thumb is making circles on her thigh and making her feel a weird sensation between her legs.
Stormy put her palm on Kabir's palm and forcefully removes his palm from her thigh. "Last night you were begging me to touch you..." Hearing his word, Stormy felt a hard punch of guilt over her face. She instantly closes her eyes and her palms automatically curl into a fist.
"Storm are you alright..." Kabir asked, in a worried tone, putting his palm over her head but Stormy instantly removes his palm from her head as if his palm burns her
