Barkat and Adheer lay sprawled by the roadside. Barkat on top, Adheer beneath her, his hands instinctively holding her back while her palms cupped his face. Before he could even process what was happening, her lips pressed against his, desperate, hungry, passionate.

Adheer froze for a second, wide-eyed at her sudden move. But the longer she kissed him, the harder it became to resist. Eventually, his self-control snapped, and he kissed her back with equal fire.