Thread 2: Surrogate Relations part 19 (17/8) - Page 5

congrats for the nnew thread...
now im going crazy for the update to see maan's reaction

Originally posted by: MsMovielover

congrats for the nnew thread...
now im going crazy for the update to see maan's reaction

under construction...coz i wanted to give a longer one this time...will need at least a day more😊

Congo fot the new thread...!!
Last update was really nice...
U always end the update on a cliffhanger...
Eagerly waiting for the next update...
Continue soon...

congrats on the new thread! can't wait for the update!

congratulations on the new thread...

i wud like to thank each and every congratulation i received nd the appreciation u have showered me with...so what better way to express my gratitude than give u another update...hope u wudn't be disappointed...

PART 11

12.The Party

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Maan turned, about to take a sip from the refreshment, as Mrs Kashyap moved forward the welcome his Daadi. The world around him faded away save the sight of Geet. The glass stilled, mid way to his mouth, as his brain could register only the vision in white in front of him. A delicate cough and a sharp pain on his forearm brought his other senses to life.

"I hope you liked my choice."

"Eh?" Maan teared his eyes away to look at Sameera at his elbow.

"Geet's dress, Maan."

"Oh, yes...it's nice...but don't you think it's a bit too...too..." the sentence trailed of, his eyes caught in the way the light reflected off her shoulder, filling him with an urge to skim his fingers on it to find out if it was as smooth as it looked. He was sure most of the male present at the party would also be thinking the same!

"Too...what, Maan?"

"Too ..provocative!" Maan frowned.

"Provocative! By what measure?" surprise at Maan's choice of words was evident in her voice.

"Geet's shoulder is bare."

"So? Didn't you notice my back is bare? I think she looks striking. I'm sure everybody will agree to my adjective, especially the gents, who hasn't suddenly turned old fashioned!' Sam said a bit indignant.

"Exactly!" Maan thought.

"I'm going to greet my Cinderella...are you coming?" Sam walked forward showing off her bare back. By the time Maan reached them Sam had already hugged an anxious Geet , who glanced towards an approaching Maan, trying to deduce his reaction.

"You look really beautiful tonight, Geet. Hai na daadi?"

"Thank you." Geet replied, feeling too self-conscious suddenly.

"I was telling her the same." Daadi said smiling and turned to Maan and asked. " Don't you think so Maan? The question made Geet take a quick glance at him.

"Eh? Yes, of course Geet is looking lovely," which seemed a bit forced even to his own ears. But how was he to describe the effect she was having on him, this sudden desire to hide her from all eyes save his.

As the conversation flowed among the ladies with ease, Geet kept her head downcast. Standing with them Maan couldn't keep his eyes off her. Drinking in her appearance, his eyes landed on the perfect black mole that enhanced the beauty of her delicate shoulders. It was like a beacon, inviting his kiss. He imagined pressing an open mouthed kiss there, trying to lick the smudge of her shoulder. Then he would run his lips on her shoulder to reach her neck, nuzzle the column of her neck and climb up the graceful length with delicate kisses. He wanted to make her tremble as his heart trembled at the mere thought of touching her. The soft tendrils that framed her face called attention to the creamy skin of her cheek, which now turned rosy with blush, making him realize she had lifted her eyes again to catch him admiring her. Before he could drown in the mysterious depth of her kohl smudged eyes, they here hidden again under the long sooty lashes. He sensed her agitation in the trembling of her parted lips and the slight hitch of her breath. She bit her lower lip to stop its tremor and when she lifted her eyes to look at him again, he could read the confusion in them. Suddenly tenderness, the foremost and strongest emotion she invoked in him, pushed back the desire that had taken over. He took a glass of juice from the passing refreshment tray and handed it over to Geet with a reassuring smile.

As the night progressed Maan found his eyes repeatedly straying towards Geet and getting more and more restless by the amount of interest she was generating, especially among the men. He particularly disliked the interest taken by Rahul, the designer in Sameera's boutique. It made his blood boil when he overheard Geet been branded as "damn hot" by Rahul. Then he saw Rahul joining Sameera who was standing with Geet.

"Hi Sameera, wont you introduce me to your beautiful friend?"

Sameera turned towards Rahul with a pasted smile. She didn't like Rahul because he was a womanizer. She remembered Maan's words about Geet being afraid of men and hated the idea of putting Geet in Rahul's path. Yet there was no way she could avoid the introduction, when he asked for it.

"Hello Rahul. I thought you said you were going to be too busy to attend the party." Sam said trying to stall. "Oh, how could I turn down your invitation darling, especially when you are my boss. I consider it my duty to please the boss, in every way I can." Rahul moved forward to hug Sam, trying to trail his hands down her back in the process. Sam moved slightly, avoiding his touch. Unperturbed Rahul looked at Geet and asked, "so who is this gorgeous lady?"

"Rahul this is Geet, Maan's relative." She said hoping that Maan's name may be enough to keep Rahul in line. "Geet, Rahul Saxena, my collegue."

Rahul extended his hand forward and with a slight hesitation she put her's in his for a shake hand. When she tried to pull back after a quick grip, he refused to let go. It was into this situation that Maan walked into, seeing Geet's frantic eyes. He put his hand around her shoulder and pulled her to his side making Rahul leave her hand immediately. His eyes blazed with contempt and anger as he looked at Rahul. Yet his voice was gentle when he addressed Geet. "Geet, Daadi is seeking you. She wanted to introduce you to one of her friends."

The gentle pressure of his hand on her shoulders sought to calm her. When she lifted her head to smile at him with gratitude, he regretted his self-control that held him back from punching Rahul's sneering face. He felt her shudder as he walked with her towards his Daadi. His frustration increased as he saw there was still almost an hour to go before food would be served and that he would have to wait longer still before he could take Geet back to the safety of their home.

While some indulged in the hot beverages served, couples led by Mr. & Mrs. Kashyap took to the dance floor. Propriety demanded that Maan should dance with Sameera, as they were the partners for the evening. They were partners for the family functions for so many years that ignoring the regular would have raised eyebrows. They had been doing this for such a long time and they were both good dancers that it was not difficult for Maan to keep an eye on Geet who was seated with Daadi and Sameera's brother Aryan. Geet seemed to be at ease in Aryan's company, talking animatedly. But Maan could see her cautious eyes straying to the place where beverages were served and occasionally she would search for him, as if to make sure he hadn't abandoned her. He then saw Rahul approaching Geet and tensed. Sameera noticed his faltered step and found him looking at Rahul and then at Geet. Just when he was confused about what could be done, Aryan looked towards them. Maan was looking at Rahul again, so he missed the slight signal that passed between the brother and the sister. When Rahul reached Geet, Aryan was alreadyleading Geet to the dance floor.

"Problem solved." Sameera said triumphant.

"What?"

"You were worried about Rahul pestering Geet again. See I solved the problem for you." Maan didn't think Aryan dancing with Geet solved his problem completely.

"What do you mean?"

"I asked Aryan to ask Geet for a dance if Rahul approached."

"Oh!"

"If Geet was already asked then Rahul couldn't demand that Geet dance with him. I was sure Geet wouldn't feel threatened by Aryan as he is just a kid."

As he observed them dancing, Maan noticed that Geet did seem relaxed with Aryan. She stumbled and Aryan held her fast, making them laugh. He then whispered something to which Geet nodded her head in agreement. Aryan drew both her hands around his neck and circled her waist with his. Instead of dancing with steps they continued to talk and sway to the music.

"Does he have to hold her so close?" Maan thought, perturbed.

"What?" Sameera asked, making him realize he had voiced his thought aloud. Following the direction of Maan's gaze Sameera said, "Maan most of the couples are dancing in the similar manner. Besides he is just 15 years old. Just a kid!"

"He may be a kid to u..." he paused for effect and continued with mysterious arrogance. "I used to fantasize ...you know... when I was 12 years old. I fell in love when I was 10 years old." He smirked.

"At 10 years! Really? Any one I know?"

"Mz. Gomez."

"Mrs. Gomez our English tutor?" Sam laughed. "And at 12? Or should I dread to ask?"

"You, of course!"

Sameera missed a step as his words sank in, but regained her poise quickly enough to cast him a flirtatious glance. "Really? I never noticed."

"It was just for a few months...a year at the most. Then I realized, I valued your friendship more." He paused as if thinking back to those times, then continued with a grin. "But then I was always smart...I thought that being your friend was more advantageous, as it gave me access to numerous beauties."

"Tum bhi na, Maan !" Sam hit him slightly on his chest, laughing. He caught her hand and raised it to his lips. Then looking at her intently said, "you know that you are my most treasured friend, don't you? I know aunty and uncle was hoping for an announcement of our engagement. But with the new situation, I ..."Maan's words trailed off ...his eyes drawn to Geet again.

Sam followed his eyes with a sad smile and said, "I understand Maan...I assure you, there will be no pressure from our side." He pulled his eyes back to look into hers, which was now clear of any regret and filled with understanding. "Thank you, Sam!"

"You know the rulesay no sorry or thank you in friendship!"

Sameera put both her hands around his neck. Maan smiled as he pulled her closer with his arms around her waist. His eyes irresistibly moved towards Geet and saw her steal a glance at him.

okay then, tell me...disappointed? no Maaneet but a jealous Maan, something i've always wanted to see in GHSP. The party will continue in the next part too... i hope i was right to assume a faster update is preferred to a lengthy one...

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PART 13a on pg 28

https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/fan-fictions/1735651/thread-2-surrogate-relations-part-19-17-8?pn=28

congrats !!!!! 4 d new thread ...

awesome ... superb ...