“This marks our fifth time,” I told Kunal as we walked our way towards the restaurant that evening. By fifth, I meant the number of sex exclusive encounters we had, obviously not counting the times we did it in total.

“Some lucky bastard I am. It's so nice to walk together freely without worry. Unlike in my hometown. Excuse me while I take advantage of this.” He winked then surprised me by taking my hand in his. I let him, eventually linking my fingers with his, smiling.