Chapter Sixty One

Vikrant set her down on her feet then bent and picked up her ruined underwear with a sheepish smile on his face.

"I'll get you a new one." He told her.

"You just had to go caveman on me, right?" She narrowed her eyes playfully as she grabbed her underwear, bunched it up and pocketed it.

"That wasn't me being a caveman." He countered as he tucked himself in, zipped his pants, buttoned up and buckled his belt. "You'd know it when you see one."

"I have to go clean up." Sarita muttered. "You're dripping down my thighs."

Vikrant's lips curled up in a wolfish grin and he crouched down in front of her and raised her skirt to investigate but Sarita squeaked and slapped his hands away.

"What do you think you're doing?" Her eyes widened.

"Investigating." He murmured in a husky voice. "I want to see it for myself."

Sarita inhaled sharply as she noticed the hungry look in his eyes which she was sure would be reflected in her own if she could see herself in a mirror right now. He'd turned her into