Preethi’s POV

I was the first one to wake up this time. In between Vikram and I, he was the early riser and I would be woken up by his kisses. Strangely today I was one. I badly wanted to touch him, ruffle his hair that caressed his forehead, kiss his cheeks that his long eyelashes touched. We were close, probably would have come close in our sleep. If I tilted my head a few inches higher, then I could kiss him.