Chapter Four.
"Are Maan Beta, you are home this early? Is everything alright?" As soon as he entered the living room, Dadima was sitting there. He was not ready to face his Dadi not right now since the plan has back fired him. "Yes Dadima actually the evening is clear, staff is off for the rest of the day due to Valentine's Day apparently including Geet." He bites his tongue upon mentioning her name, now why did he do that?
"Geet? That is strange. So finally that poor slave got some time off of her master." She mocked him and rolled her eyes looking at his shocked face. She ignored him, got up from the love seat, and walked towards the dining room. "I'm sure you have not had your lunch yet so let's go eat. This is the lucky day for me that my grandson got some spare time to spend with his old grandma. Thanks to Geet that she gives me company and call me all the time. Bless her soul."
It hit draggers in his chest, how true Geet was and now he knows how she even took care of his responsibilities. He felt guilty and stepped behind her. He caught her in the mid and placed his arms around her and walked towards the table where she already announced to lay the table for lunch. "It's not like that Dadima, you know how the work load is building up with new project and all so don't get enough time. I'm sorry."
"Yes yes I know how much you are busy that you don't have few minutes off your busy schedule to spend some of your precious time with me." Dadima was on urge of pulling his legs today, how she can let the moment go wasted. She chuckled mentally, looking at her grandson today was her day and it reminded her something to ask. "Ok forget that, tell me how the auction was?"
He was about to swallow the water down, when heard her asking the most shocking event of the day. He almost splutters the water out of his mouth. He ponders over the thought if he should tell her the truth or just make up things? Knowing her Dadi, she will find out one way the other and if he tells her the truth then there is no ending of teasing and leg pulling. After so much of contemplating, he decided to tell the half-truth the part where Geet has bid on him excluding the original idea of him to pay from the company and bid on him.
Dadi's expressions had no bounds and he heard another shocking news, "I so was hopping if Geet could pull such thing, in fact I was suppose to call her ask her to do that for me. Nonetheless, that girl has surprised me, ooh I love her so much. I should call her and thank her immediately." She stopped in mid and then turned to him. "I hope you have not fired her for this have you?" She looked danger in that accusation, Maan backed on his seat as she pointed towards him. He raised his hands in surrender, "Aa ah no Dadima, I did not do such thing seriously." He concluded today his stars have taken leave as well nothing is in his favour it is better not to mess with anyone for the rest of the day.
"Ok that's good then, so it's in real you will be spending 24 hrs with her then and what will you two be doing?" She asked curiously with more teasing in her eyes and tone. "Uhm I'm not sure yet. Geet'" "What? You better not disappoint that girl and waste her hard sweat and blood dripping money."
She came to him as Hitler then his sweet Dadima, he never saw her like this before. She made him sound like a terrible blood-sucking boss who tortures his employee to death. What has Geet done to her, it's a bad idea to come home when he could have stayed at his office. Looks like there will be no peaceful lunch today he sighed.
"Dadima, I'm not a cruel boss as you make me sound, what I was going to say was I'm not sure what Geet has planned yet I suppose to be ready by noon tomorrow. And please can we eat now, I'm starving' please?" He folded his hands in pleading. Dadi chuckled, she could be a monster at times but it worked with her grandson.
"Ok beta fine, Geet is very nice girl you will enjoy her company you need a break, let's eat now." She ran her left palm on his right side of the face and brought it back to kiss. He just shook his head and smiled his Dadi is complete Nautanki some times but he simply adores her.
Los Angeles was home to enough of the rich and famous that nearly everything amazing was available to rent. Which was why Geet pulled up in front of Maan's building with her own'for the weekend anyway'Sporty Yellow Jeep Wrangler.
After so much of consideration, she decided what she would like to do with him once she left her office. She thought of a romantic outing on the cruise but then it would be too obvious to him and what if he does not agree to go then her reservations will not be redeemable. As it is she had emptied her account to begin with, no it has to be something exciting yet personal. She can still have a special dinner night.
She wanted to give him the real life taste just as normal people do; she decided to plan the cruise tour along with site seeing around the area. She called and reserved the table for 2 in one of the famous restaurant in Downtown L.A. With all set for next day, that's when she received a call from Dadi. She was surprised to hear from Dadi, the moment she answered she sound so ecstatic.
"Geet Beta, you have done a miracle. Do you have any idea what you have done? Something I was trying for ages. By the way, what are you planning? Ok I don't want to know, but listen do make sure you take full advantage of him don't let any corner left. Remember he is yours for 24 hrs honey. Perfect time to take the revenge, you know what I mean?" And they both laughed. She simply adores the lady that she truly came to call Dadima.
She'd moved from simply shaking to feeling nauseous'definitely not an improvement. Her Aunt Ruby might applaud Geet's tactics, but she would take her to task for lying.
"But I couldn't tell him the real reason I bid on him," Geet murmured as she waved at the doorman and made her way to the elevator. "Maan sees me as a piece of office furniture, not a woman. Telling him I care about him would be as interesting to him as if the fax machine declared its affection. Telling him I'm doing this for his own good is better. Really."
Had Aunt Ruby been there, the old woman would have looked disappointed, even though she wouldn't have said anything. Her aunt was a firm believer in unconditional love.
Geet exited the elevator on the top floor and made her way to Maan's penthouse. She was still rationalizing the decision to keep her feelings to herself as she pushed the bell.
She half expected him not to be there. After all, he'd grumbled under his breath the entire previous afternoon, complaining about all the work he would be missing. But he'd never actually refused. She tried to tell herself that was a good thing.
When the door opened, she braced herself for more complaints. The butler let her in and she saw Dadi coming out all dressed and ready to go out. They greeted each other and shared some pleasantry before Dadi head out the door wishing her to have fun. When she turned, she saw him coming out of his room. Then she was glad she was braced because while Maan in formals made her heart beat faster and Maan in workout clothes made her want to throw herself in front of him, Maan in jeans and a snug-fitting polo shirt took her breath away.
Soft worn denim hugged strong thighs and narrow hips, while the deep red shirt emphasized broad shoulders. Her gaze rose to the set of his long jaw, to his firm mouth that smiled ever so slightly. Finally she looked at his eyes'dark, mesmerizing and today filled with questions. As usual, his dark hair was short and layered, with a single lock drifting onto his forehead.
How many times had she wanted to lean close and push that wayward strand back into place? How many times had they worked late, pouring over schedules, planning meetings, all the while sitting shoulder to shoulder, his masculine scent invading her mind and making it nearly impossible to stay rational? "Right on time," he said. "You told me casual. Does this work?" He lightly brushed the front of his shirt.
She nodded because speaking was more than she could manage. She'd been planning this day since Maan had called her into his office and tossed the charity request for the bachelor auction in front of her and announced his intention of having her buy him so he could be charitable but not lose time. So much rode on these few hours. If Maan could finally see her as a person rather than a machine'as a woman'then maybe there was a chance. If not she would have to find a way to collect the bits of her broken heart and move on.
"So what's the plan?" he asked as he came near to her and stepped into the hall and closed the door behind him. "I've been thinking about this and figured you'd want to get back at me for all the nights I made you work late. Are you going to have me wax your car? Paint your living room?"
She thought of the fun filled day and quiet evening she'd arranged. "Not exactly."
Not exactly was right, Maan thought as they came to the parking lot and was impressed with the means of the transportation. He raised the eyebrow for an approval to her.
"How about a tour on your own city?" Geet asked. "Is that all right with you?"
As she spoke, she inserted the key in the ignition and turned the engine on. Maan frowned at his comment on her earlier.
As he'd already told Geet, he'd expected her to force him into hard labor for their twenty-four hours together. He'd never thought she would come up with something like this.
"Maan? The Tour?"
"Whatever you'd like."
He accepted the cup of his favourite coffee, then followed Geet's lead on the wheels onto the streets of LA where he watched the city as they passed by. It might be winter everywhere else, but Los Angeles was balmy and clear.
While the Jeep zoomed out further, Maan found himself more interested in the woman sitting next to him than in the spectacular day. She looked different. For once, her long curly hair was loose, rather than up or in a braid. She wore fitted jeans with crisp cotton white shirt reaching to her thighs.
Had she been anyone else, he would have done the math. The 24 hours with one of the famous rich bachelor of LA and that include entire night together. It equaled seduction to him. But that wasn't Geet's style'was it?
He realized he knew nothing about her personal life. Nothing about her, save the fact that she made his world rotate smoothly.
If she had seduction in mind, did he want to participate?
She turned and caught him staring at her. One corner of her mouth curved up in a smile.
"What?" she asked. And turned back to her driving.
"You're a surprise," he said.
"You mean the tour and everything." She glanced at him quickly.
"No. I mean you."
To be continued
Edited by Newdime - 13 years ago
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