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Kabir reached out, his thumb gently wiping a stray drop of rain from her cheek. His touch was electric. "Right now? It’s standing right here in front of me."

"I know," he said, shaking water from his hair, a sheepish smile touching his lips. "I know it’s late. And I know I didn't call. But I was in town for a conference, and the monsoon hit, and my hotel is flooded... and suddenly, the only address I could remember was yours." Kabir reached out, his thumb gently wiping a

He leaned his forehead against hers. The rain battered the glass, isolating them in a cocoon of grey light and steam. Kabir reached out