Chapter 115

Tami's POV

Mihir glanced down at the bed, then back at me. “I guess we... moved a lot in our sleep.”

“Yeah,” I said softly. “I guess so.”

His eyes flicked to the nightgown I was wearing once again, and I saw his expression shift from embarrassment to something else—something I couldn’t quite place. “You finally wore one? ” he asked, gesturing vaguely at my attire. I felt my cheeks heat up again.

" Did I have any other options? It's mom's doing... She removed every modest nightdress I had. " I said.

" I wonder what came to her mind. " He said.

" Clearly, she seems to think we need some... encouragement,” I said hesitantly.

Mihir’s eyes widened, and then, to my surprise, he laughed. It was a genuine, warm laugh that I hadn’t heard from him in a long time. “That sounds like her,” he said, shaking his head. “I should have guessed that she was planning something like that. Mom is mom... ”

His laughter was infectious, and I found myself smiling despite the awkwardness. For a brief mome