SS: What Love Is ~MG~ Part 3 Pg 22 23/09 - Page 5

ok...new ss...only one part...aab part 2 kaab aayega? 😃

maan's inner turmoil was portrayed very well...how coming to a place that usually calmed him did nothing on this day...fabulous...though im wondering why he's so frazzled...😛...besharam geet...giving maan blank calls just to hear his voice 😲...though i cant blame the girl 😆,...id do it too...hell..i'd go stalk him with binoculars...to get a look at his body...he he 😳...when i read Anne and Meera..i just about screamed but then i saw sister...he he...first i thought it was girlfriends 🤣🤣🤣..my bad...these two are a pair of seriously conflicted souls!! Babaji hi inko bachayeh...and what the eff does nalayak dev have to do here? 😲...i saw tell dev..if she wont...i sure as hell will!! *jaz runs to tell dev*

JAZ

She entered the house feeling dejected, what was it with her that even after knowing all too well, a man like Maan Singh Khurana could never fall for her, she still somewhere deep inside her heart had a hope and this very unrealistic dream of hers, made her do things which she knew weren't fitting.

She had been in love with him ever since she was a child but she'd only realised it five years back. She was nineteen then and he twenty four, she had been sitting on the couch in the living room and watching a movie, whilst sulking. Her holidays had been extended and she had planned on surprising her parents by coming back a week early but turned out her surprise went down the drain as her parents were apparently out of station and would only come back five days later. After some time she'd heard the screech of tires and with a fleeting hope that her parents were back early, she'd peeped out of the window but instead she'd seen him bang his car door shut. For some reason which was unknown to her at that moment, she had made a run out of the house and to him. She had been panting when she'd stopped in front of him and saw the gash at his forehead. She'd panicked when she held his hand and pulled him inside her house. She'd been oblivious to his confused glare, when she had dressed his wound. She had had tears in her eyes as she had seen his injured arms and bleeding lips. She had been furious when she had angrily held his collar and demanded to know the reason he had come home in such a state. She hadn't been in her right senses when she had hugged him. Jitters had run through her nerves when for the first time she had felt his warmth seep through her in that first close encounter. She'd pulled away from him as she'd seen Dev and Meera enter her house. She had felt undying respect for him when Meera told her how he had given the group of guys who had been raging a girl, a piece of his mind, although she'd not approved of his way of teaching those hooligans a lesson. She had later read her favourite novel, and when she'd read the scene wherein the protagonist realised her feelings for the man whom she loved, it struck at her and she knew what she felt for him.

For five long years she secretly hoped and wished for him to come to her but he never did. He was absolutely unaware of her and her feelings for him. And now, although just for a few seconds she felt she'd seen something in his eyes similar to what she knew he never bothered to see in hers but then again, she should know better and so she did. Probably it was some illusion and a trick of her brain. And besides there was no point thinking about the impossible, they would never be and that was the sad reality. If only he wanted otherwise, would this pinching fact be changed.

"Geet Di" Annie chimed as she hugged Geet lovingly, bringing her back to reality.

"Where were you, dev has been asking for you for over an hour" Annie raved, as she pulled Geet alongside her and up the stairs.

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Maan felt his insides turn to ash, as he heard Annie inform Geet that Dev had been waiting for her. Why was Dev waiting for her? Ok! She was his intended and . . . cut the slack . . . Why was it bothering Maan? He puffed as he said "Maan Singh Khurana you need a shot" With that said he headed towards his personal bar, only to stop dead in his tracks as he overheard his grandmother talk about the hasty marriage preparations.

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"You were looking for me" Geet said, as she entered Dev's room.

"Finally you are here" He rushed to her side as he engulfed her in a bone crushing hug.

He spoke, as he broke away from her "The marriage date IS . . ." He winked at her "In TWO weeks"

Her mouth opened in a wide 'O' as she stared at Dev in astonishment. "HOW"

"Even the pundits are corrupt, you see, money works wonders." Dev smirked.

"But the auspicious date is not in a year" Geet stated.

"Money baby" He winked at Geet, while she frowned. God! This guy was impossible.

"Come on Geet, now you really did not think I'd wait for another year. Don't you think 16 years are more than enough?"

"Indeed they are" Geet smiled at Dev knowingly. She moved closer to him as she rose on her tip-toes and whispered near his ear "You can definitely afford to splash out on your fiance" She winked at him as she took out his wallet, pulled out his credit card and ran off the room while dev gaped. He chuckled as he shook his head "Girls and shopping . . . dangerous combo"

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Maan clenched his fist, while his jaw tightened and he felt something hit him hard in the gut . . . Not literally of course. But then again, was seeing Geet move her hands inside Dev's pocket seductively (or at least it looked like that) while her lips hovered over Dev's ear, any less than a bloody punch.

Hell! Why was he feeling those things? He couldn't possibly be jealous. Now, could he? Screw that, the more important question was why he should be jealous of his own brother. Not like he had thing for Geet . . . that was preposterous to even think of. She had always been a kid to him. OK, definitely not like a sister but a kid anyway. But then no denying there have been times in the past when he had seen the very rare womanish side of hers. In the conference hall, she was a confident lady. In a party, she was a fun loving darling.

She was something.

In office, when he would scowl at her, she was the daring girl, who although never voiced out anything in front of him but her eyes clearly told him she wasn't intimidated by him. Strangely this fact had irked him to no end and he had on purpose started glaring at her, just so he could see that glint of irritation in her eyes. He would at times even yell at her for the heck of it just so he could see her twitch her lips in annoyance. It made a cute sight to see her sulk like a kid. He confessed (subconsciously), of having smiled rather smugly when he would catch her staring at him. He recalled their brief talks when he would come across her in the mansion. She was the first person whose advice he sought when he needed one. She was'

Wait a minute.

What was he thinking? More so . . . Why was he thinking about her? Cut the crap! Why was he eavesdropping over the conversation between a couple . . . Damn! He did not like the sound of that. Dev and Geet . . . A couple . . . It irked him.

Time to face facts . . . He had a thing for Geet. Otherwise why would he have even come to his brother's room in the first place? He was here to talk Dev into postponing the wedding. He did not want Dev and Geet to get married. And the plaguing question was . . . WHY?

As the reality of his feelings struck at him, he muttered "Shit! I like my brother's girl"

No . . . Hell no! He simply was . . . Not in his right mind to comprehend anything, absolutely anything and so he was assuming he liked Geet for only that explained his strange behaviour although there was no veracity in his assumption but since there was no other explanation for his unfitting actions his mind was tricking him. Heck, he was confused. Did he really like the girl who was his younger brother's fiance? God! Yes.

He was lost in his flight of thoughts when someone bumped into him . . . Geet.

Her chest collided against his muscled torso as her lips touched his heart over the fabric of his shirt. A rush of heat rippled through his nerves and he felt his skin scorch as her slightly parted lips damped his shirt. His imagination took a toll over his senses as he couldn't help but think what if the slight barrier was absent between her lips and his heart. GOD! What the hell was he thinking?

He could hear the loud thudding of his heart in synchronisation with hers. Her ragged breath fell at his throat as he sucked in a bout of air and his eyes closed on their own accord. Images life flashed in front of him . . .

Her melodious laughter . . . her infectious smile . . . her enchanting eyes . . . her intoxicating scent . . . her . . . Just her, he saw only her.

His eyes snapped open as he felt her withdraw from him and involuntarily his hands pulled her closer to him. Boring into her eyes, he tightened his hold around her while she looked at him in bewilderment. Her widened eyes, her hitched breathing, her parted lips, they were all too tempting and he couldn't resist the growing urges inside his body. His hand slithered up her back, making the blood rush to her cheeks as they heated up in urgency and her heart gave a lurch. She shuddered as she felt his eyes devour her own and she was way too feeble to handle the intensity with which he looked at her. His hand on her back felt as though a snake was swarming over her sending tinkles up her spine. He lowered his face over hers as he nuzzled her cheek. She trembled as her hands reached out to clutch his shirt, lest she would fall. He pressed his lips upon her cheek ever so lightly that she was forced to question her sanity . . . Did he kiss her for real?

"Beautiful" She heard him whisper against her skin.

Her eyes crinkled at the corners a tiny smile adorned her face and she did what she never saw coming. Rising on her tip-toes she kissed his cheek as she chimed "Thank you" His hands fell to his sides as he felt her feather light touch at his cheek. For a moment or two he couldn't draw a line on just what had happened. And before he knew it she was gone. He heard the chime of her ear rings as they dangled while she ran down the hallway.

And then . . .

"Bro" he heard dev call out.

"Dev" he said, trying hard to maintain his composure.

"Why are you standing outside my room?"

"Uh . . . Actually . . . Um . . . I . . . I was passing by" Maan stuttered. "I'll see you later" With that said Maan practically strode away.

"Weird" Dev muttered as he watched his broke walk off.

******

"Oh my god" Geet gasped as she held the test kit in her hands.

"You're pregnant" Meera bellowed.

"Too soon" Tara exclaimed.

"What now" Annie rasped.

"The wedding is in two weeks and we keep hush about it until then but Dev needs to know" Geet replied rather calmly.

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PART 3 PG 22

My bloody laptop . . . I had written more but it crashed again and I lost almost 1000 words AGAIN so I cut it short . . . will update FO soon . . . maybe tonight or tomorrow or day after, just need to clear my thoughts . . .