[MEMBERSONLY]
CHAPTER-2
Lostzada-
She's... Her... Goddamn, her beauty is out of this world.
My sister nudged me then, annoying the shit outta me when she began
talking.
I know, right?
"Khushi, this is my brother - Arnav. Arnav, this is your new receptionist - Khushi."
Um... what?
~Um... yes, yes, yes.
Receptionist?
The goddess spoke then. "Hi!"
Wow, another chirpy one. Awesome.
But my God, she's... gorgeous.
SHEETAL. SHEETAL. SHEETAL. SHEETAL.
Right. The woman I love.
The goddess- Khushi continued, smiling brightly. "Nice to meet you, Dr. Raizada."
Good God, she's... humumph... SPEAK!
Right.
I forced myself to smile. "Likewise."
"I see things have changed here?" I added, giving Khushi a small smile before glancing at Hyper. Yep, she's behind this.
That annoying little midget meddler.
"Mmhmm, but blame Aman and Anjali, please," Khushi said, grinning as she positioned the girl on her hip, and stood up. "They didn't tell me until two days ago that you weren't aware of me being here."
That explains it.
"I see." I nodded, chuckling once before throwing Anjali a glare. "Well, I trust their judgment, although I don't know why my sister... who is a hair stylist... would be here to decide."
Hyper held my glare with one of indifference, and I really wished I had Aman here to support me, but... Hold the f**king phone!
Aman hired her, then. Shit!
My stare-down with Alice ended when I heard a choking scream. And I just stood there... gaping like a damn fish as Khushi censured her words for the girl who apparently just pulled her hair.
I fought the urge to snicker as Khushi expertly forced herself to smile for the girl. I don't think I managed to keep my amusement hidden very well, though.
She was truly a sight to behold.
"Do you want help, Khushi?" I heard my sister giggle then. Khushi faced us, and hot damn, flashed us a glare.
That glare was... sexy as hell.
Just saying.
But... I couldn't contain my laughter when Khushi actually flipped us off... using her ring finger.
Goddamn.
"Well, I'm glad I amuse you so," Khushi snarked, keeping the girl away from her hair. "Anjali, go cut someone's hair. Dr. Raizada, a pleasure to meet you and all that shi- sugar..."
Oh, this is fun...
"...Welcome back from London, your first patient will be here at 8:30, and the chart is already in the holder outside your office."
With that said, she stomped off with the girl, towards the lunchroom. And I was in a daze.
Like really out of it.
"So... What do ya think?"
I turned to face Hyper. Glared at her.
"Don't give me that look. She's perfect, Arnav!" "Frankly, my dear sister, I don't give a flying f**k."
"Damn, what happened to you?" she muttered, shaking her head. "Never mind. I know exactly what happened... Or who."
"Run before I cut your hair, sis," I seethed. She ran.
Good girl.
I sighed to myself, shook my head to clear it, too, and then I trudged to my office, and sure enough, my next patient's chart was in the holder on the door.
I needed to talk to Aman, that's for sure. So, once I had dumped my stuff inside, I headed for his office, and luckily he didn't have a patient at the moment.
"Welcome back, man." Aman grinned, pounding me on the back as he gestured for me to enter.
"Thanks," I replied, sitting down across from him.
And no, you won't ever see me take a seat on his couch.
Anjali is my baby sister.
End of.
"I suppose you want an explanation?" Aman asked, smiling sheepishly as he took his seat behind his desk.
"Nah, what gave you that idea, Aman?" I replied dryly. "Of course I want a f**king explanation, man!"
"How big a part in this did my sister play?" I added, cause I had a pretty good idea.
My di.. DSR may be softer than cotton candy at the moment, but the real softies are Aman and Akash. Those two can never say no to their chicks.
f**kers all of em.
~At least they can f**k.
f**k you.
~Can't! Thought we'd established that. I fought a growl.
"Calm down, Arnav, alright?" Aman chuckled, putting his hands up in surrender. Anji and Payal found Khushi's resume at the workbank, and they called her up... asked her to come up here."
So, Khushi didn't even apply for the goddamn job? They tracked her down? Jesus Christ.
"Tell me about her," I sighed, getting my ass comfortable, cause I wasn't leaving until I knew it all.
Aman then spent the next ten minutes raving about how f**king awesome this chirpy chick was, and I had to admit that her resume was impressive despite not having any experience.
What it came down to was; Khushi Gupta, no Khushi Kumari Gupta or KKG- seriously KKG? was terrific with children, and people already loved her.
But Christ, she's from Arizona. And she came all the way up here just for a job?
Ah, well. Not my life.
"So, there you have it," Aman said. "She's really good, Arnav, and you'll realize that soon."
I nodded thoughtfully...
"How old is she?" I asked curiously, cause she seemed rather young.
"Uh... um, I don't remember," Aman answered, very fidgety all of the sudden. "But uh, you have your patient now... I'll let ya know later, yeah?"
Um, okay?
Did I miss something here?
He stood up then, and it was my cue to leave... apparently.
"We'll plan a guys-night soon, eh?" he said as he showed me out. Weird f**ker.
Any-f**king-way, I nodded at him and headed to my office to get changed into my scrubs... also dreading- no, not dreading, where the f**k did that word came from? Anyway, that I'll see Sheetal tonight when she comes back from Seattle.
~Wow, you're really out there.
Shut. Up!
Edited by aliceed - 11 years ago
Tum Se Tum Tak
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
2