Bhargav pressed another kiss to her forehead, his hands never leaving her body. “You’re everything I’ve ever wanted, Sanju,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. “There’s no rush.” Sanju’s heart filled with love for the man in front of her. She didn’t need to be insecure, didn’t need to worry about disappointing him. Bhargav was with her, every step of the way, and that knowledge gave her the strength to push past her fears. She leaned in again, this time pressing a kiss to his lips, her lips lingering as she let her hands wander up his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin through the fabric of his shirt. Bhargav’s breath hitched at the touch, but he remained patient, letting her set the pace.