Speak of the Devil - Maaneet FF Part 3/Pg 2

It was 12:30 now and Geet didn't know what to
do with her time. Her workplace was closed due to technical faults, namely
radiator not working and why would anyone need a radiator in May was beyond
her. They would call her when it was fixed so Geet decided to visit the
Library. Geet had always loved Libraries. 'Brothels for the mind.' some cocky
author had once called it and she was oh so amused when she read it.



Seven and half minutes later, here she was, at the Library making her way to
the languages section. Geet liked learning phrases of languages. So far she
could speak fluent Portuguese, some Japanese, Swahili nd Polish so she picked
up Croatia this time. Geet was listening to music and reading the book when
someone knocked on her book.



Geet slowly moved the book away from her face and the first thing she noticed
were inviting 'M' shaped lips. Her eyes then travelled to those brown eyes with
gold specks in them and finally to his thick glossy mane.



'Is this seat occupied?' 'No (in Croatia),' said Geet and watched the man in
front of her gracefully settle into the tiny wooden stool in front of her. He
looked funny sitting on that low still. Almost out of place. His eyebrow shot
up making Geet realise she was staring at him. To avoid embarrassment, she put
her book down and picked up her planner to see what her week looked like.



For the next few minutes, they were both engrossed in their respective books
when both their phones rang in unison. Geet's phone indicated work and Maan
answered his call. Vicky had called Maan to let him know he was at the Library.
Maan decided not to make his brother wait any longer as he hadn't seen him for
3 whole months. He started to move when a sensual yet ditsy voice pulled him
back 'my book..,' the girl pointed to the Croatia book in his hand. He chuckled
nd handed the book over, their fingers touched and Maan felt a certain pull. He
dismissed it and made for the door, turning one last time to see her full lips
parting into a smile.



At work Geet couldn't concentrate because whenever she closed her eyes a
pair of brown eyes would stare back at her.



Maan's condition wasno better and he wasn't exactly listenin to Vicky's
talks. Vicky who noticed this rather late said 'bro' a little louder than
necessary which instantly brought Maan back.



'Okay?' Vicky asked. 'Yeah yeah, just a few things bothering me, so have you
decided when you're coming Home yet?

Precap: Geet: Too bad about Mr Maan.. Person: ... Geet: oh haven't you heard? Person: GEET!

I think I'll stay back...for now.' At this point Vicky looked up at his brother measuring his reaction. 'I don't get why you can't just learn the ropes at KC, rather than work for some small firm,' Maan said in a dry tone. 'Bro you know-' 'You want to start a business of your own. I get that, but do you have to be away from us all?' Maan cut Vicky off mid-sentence. He missed his brother dearly and wished he could see him more than a couple of times a year. Vicky too wanted to go Home more than anything but he wasn't sure if it was the right move. He mentally made a note of talking to Aryan about this later on. Maan who saw Vicky in deep thought decided a change of topic would be best. After all, he didn't want to stress in brother out in the last days of his degree.

M: 'Did you get Annie anything for her birthday?'

V: 'Yeah! A dress ...Let's just hope she likes it. It was designed by a friend of mine so it's an only piece in the whole wide world,' Vicky beamed.

M: 'Nice one. Saste mein chuta...'

V: 'Why, what did you get her?'

Maan went on to tell him and they both laughed. The rest of the journey was spent catching up and reminiscing old times.

V: 'Bro we're here.'

M: 'This is where you live? Niiiceee! You know if the whole business thing doesn't work, you can always become an architect,' said Maan taking the house in front of him in. It was modern yet had the Victorian beams intact. It even had a Zen style garden and water feature.

V: 'The people, who lived here before us, had it made. Too bad they couldn't take it with them,' Vicky laughed. Vicky let himself and Maan in and in ten minutes had collected the last of his belongings. He was to move into the Mansion now that Maan and Dadima were here. He didn't live there normally as the Mansion was too far away from his University and Vicky was someone who slept in, most days. Now that he only had Uni for 2 hours a week, he could manage.

Later on in the day

In the Khurana Mansion, a party was in full swing. Dadima had thrown a party in success of KC completing 5 years in London and anyone who was anyone was there and a few close family friends were invited too. Dadima was greeting guests and moving around the hall making sure everyone was having a good time. Maan too was talking but wasn't into it. He wondered why Vicky wasn't here yet. He excused himself and went up to Vicky's room.

M:'You aren't ready yet?'

V: 'I am, ek friend aa rahi hai, she's lost to directions de raha hoon.'

M: 'Kay, get downstairs soon, sab milna chahte hai tumse.'

V: 'be there soon, ye aas paas hi hai, I think I'll go pick her up.'

Vicky left and Maan was left by himself. He wondered why this girl was so important to Vicky but Maan knew his brother only valued his education so let it go. Ten minutes later Vicky entered and Maan went to take a look but Dadima beat him to it.

'Where is she?' asked Dadima 'Aa rahin hai, she's parking the car and by that I mean fixing her make up.'

'Thike, woh aayen to humse milayega.'

'Ji Dadima,' Vicky said and went to get himself a drink and was soon joined by Maan and their friends Sameer and Priyesh. The DJ who was setting up all this time started with the tunes and Maan cringed. Maan couldn't stand hindi music, especially cheesy ones like the one the DJ was playing right now. He turned his attention to door and saw the most beautiful stranger he'd seen. She was dressed in a white shift with sequins. She was petite but had delectable curves. She had worn sandals that popped in her legs and her hair fell down in shiny waves. Their eyes met and she smiled at him. A sensual smile. He thought he was seeing things. This was the girl from the Library. They'd only exchanged a few words, and yet he couldn't forget her. He actually had made his mind up to go visit the library the next day at the same time and see if he could catch her again and here she was. She was actually walking TOWARDS HIM! He felt wierd and turned to the counter.

M (thinking): Why is she walking towards me? And why the hell did I turn around. Turn back Maan. Now.

He turned back and noticed she was actually walking towards Vicky actually who was also walking to her. 'So this is Vicky's friend,' he thought. 'Should I go over and introduce myself?' Maan was battling against his mind to go speak to her and as soon as he got up Vicky led her over to Dadima 'Damn,' he thought.

The dress Vicky's friend designed for Annie. This is not one of a kind tho.

Geet's dress and sandals :)

To be continued.

I know I promised a long update but I cannot write for some reason but I have written this much. Will add the next part tommorow. Sorry!