FF: WHAT HAPPENS IN VEGAS....PART 3 PG-12 - Page 3

"Hey G!" Jenna came running to Geet's car.

"Hey Jen! What's up with you girl?" Geet asked her smiling.

Jenna was one of the good friends she had in Las Vegas. Jenna worked in a casino in Vegas and Geet and her met at a bar one night while she was out with her friends and they hit it from right then. It was like they always have known each other. Jenna was the only person Geet confided everything to. Back home it had been Pinky but here in Vegas Jenna seemed the only person she could rely on.

"Nothing I was just my way to the casino. Where you heading?" Jenna asked Geet.

"Me is just on my way to do some shopping. I am so out of clothes. Woke up this morning to see my closet full of old clothes which have been worn for like a thousand times already."

"Yea yea princess G always wants something new. Anyways what're you doing tonight?"

"I don't know'.watch some ball I guess'Lakers on tonight" Geet replied.

Her favorite sports was basketball And she claimed herself to be the numero uno fan of LA Lakers. Her favorite player being Kobe Bryant. Tonight it was a big game LA Lakers versus Boston Celtics.

"You never miss a game do you!"

"Nope I never do"

"Anyways I'll see you around then yea and have you by any chance happen to meet your mystery man again?" Jenna asked suddenly all excited.

Rolling her eyes, Geet replied, "Back to square one are we? How many times have I told you not to remind me of that day Jen'."

"Yea okay sorry but you gotta admit it was one of the most bizarre things that could ever happen to anybody'.i mean you are so stupid you just let a hot naked dude leave your apartment without even ever trying to find out how he even got there in the first place'.would it have been me I would hunt him down and ask him some serious questions or more appropriate have had s''.."

"Don't you dare say the S word'..i mean jeez Jen shut up'..i have heard that about a thousand times from you already so shut it and in case you don't remember he was HALF naked'.you make it sound so vulgar and when he left my condo he was fully clothed and for God's sake stop bringing him up" Geet blabbered frustratingly.

With that she zoomed off the road. Jenna would not stop. It was always about the half naked man with her. She did not even see him! What would happen if she had seen him with those strong biceps and that perfectly exercised fit body and those abs and that face'.how would Jen react to those intense eyes and those totally kissable lips''..STOP''.what is wrong with me' Geet had to stop thinking about half naked mystery guy. It had been almost two weeks now since he walked out of her doors and never had a glimpse of him since then. Only Jenna knew about what happened, others she didn't want to tell.

Maan Singh Khurana, Geet's half naked hot guy, was a billionaire himself. He was the only heir to the Khurana Empire and like other rich boys he had girls swarming around him like bees. With money came great power, responsibility and girls. Thanks to his both good-looking parents, he was blessed with the features of, how a girl would put it as, a Greek god.

Born and brought up in Boston, Massachusetts, he was in and out an American. Girls were always throwing themselves at him and he never complained. Why would he? He knew exactly how good-looking he was and knew when and how to use it to his advantages.

Two weeks back out of boredom he decided to go on a Vegas trip. Little did he know that it would turn out to be one of his most entertained nights of all. And he could never stop thinking about it.

He was at a bar hanging out with his friends, dancing to the tunes and drinking. All night long he kept on checking a girl out but the only problem was he could only see her back. After more than two hours he finally decided to use some of his MK, that's what his friends call him, charm on the girl with that backless dress and a gorgeous looking back. But things didn't quite actually go the way he would want to. First she was pissed drunk. Second she seemed like laughing for no good reason and third she was alone cause somehow all her friends, if there were any, seemed to be nowhere around.

"Hi" Maan said to bring up conversation.

And she turned back. Maan stood there staring into one of the cutest face he'd ever seen. There was just something about this girl. And he stood there looking at her more than required. She stopped laughing by then and started giving him lectures on how he should actually try better pick up lines than just say a simple HI. He was staring at one of the most unusual woman he ever saw. A girl actually teaching him how to make conversation to a girl and that His did not work anymore. Who does that? He never saw a more fascinating drunk in his entire life. Hell, she even topped his best friend Phil.

"Okay I get it you're a pro'..so do you use it on other guys? I mean pick up lines and the whole other stuffs you're telling me about? Does it really work?" Maan asked. She was so drunk that he was sure she'd spit out her darkest little secrets to him right that minute.

And that was it. She started talking. She went on and on and on and ON. Not stopping for a minute. Also to top it all Maan found everything she was saying very fascinating. Starting from how many guys she made her woo to how she came to Vegas and how she missed her papa and how she hated business. All in one breath. It was like a confession coming from a 4 year old. Cute. Then came the tequila shot. 2 shots down and she was on the floor.

Being the gentleman he was, he carried her. All the while listening to silly mutters like killing this friend of hers named Steve. And then something about a challenge and then something about getting a manicure and going to a dentist. He finally managed to make her blurt her address out. Once he was inside the apartment, he was standing awestruck. This girl had a brilliant. Everything was perfect and classy. From each and every furniture to all the show pieces to the curtains and the view. Everything was brilliant, sophisticated, showing off money, pricey. Finding her bedroom, he dropped her on the bed. Later he was so tired himself that he scooped up next to her on the bed and fell asleep himself. He hadn't had such a blissful sleep in months and finally somehow in the middle of Vegas, with some girl who he met few hours ago, it felt perfect.