"Gee thanks!!"
They stood 8? 10 feet apart just unable to speak or let go
She knew if she said something she would cry openly
He couldnt watch her do that
"II" he called out, she didnt turn from where she was staring at
"Arent u reading tonight?" she asked
"No" he said bluntly
She swallowed with difficulty
They heard footsteps
It was Ranjan
DONO jage ho?" he asked surprised
And paused exhaling
"Hey Dad" she whispered
"Kee hoya puttar?" he asked concerned
"Umm... nothing" she lied
"Nothing tey, balconyich raat ke 12 baje kee kar rahi hai kudiye?" he demanded
"I was just trying to juggle work stuff" she lied
"Uhhh!!" he didnt believe her
"Did u need anything?" II asked concerned
"Great analysis" he smiled suddenly remembering why he was even there
"Whattt?" II asked preoccupied
"The wage compare" Ranjan reminded
"Oh! that... thanks" II smiled
"Law firm mein sab aapke deewane ho chale betaji" he smiled
She nodded pleased, her eyes were dry but teary
He turned to his son
"Tyaan rakhin" he ordered gruffly
"Gee thanks!!" R&B thought... "As if I dont feel bad enuf already?"
"Lada?" Ranjan asked
For a second R&B was spooked, he was used to hearing that line from Sam...
"Umm... uhh... no" he said sounding like "none of your beezwax"
"Gudiya ko rulaana nahi" he ordered sternly
"Ofcourse!!" R&B responded sarcastically, "since as u said its past midnight shouldnt YOU be in bed too?" tone
II couldnt even rejoice at Ranjan's protective decree
She was too hurt as she imagined Ranjan being protective of
all of R&B's "Women" as they stodd in the balcony sparring with R&B
They probably had make up sex all night long
OH YA
MARLIESE WITH THAT POUT
POUTS ARE READYMADE FOR SULKING
GOD'S GIFT TO A SULKER
U DONT EVEN HAVE SUCH FULL LIPS
GEE THANKS!!!
Did they all love Ranjan like she did?
"Goodnight puttar" he turned to her
She nodded
She prayed R&B would leave
He didnt.
It began to drizzle, the soft spray of warm post monsoon showers
His life 6 months ago would be unimaginable to her.
There was a reason why Appa hated him, cuz he was everything Appa hated in a man, and then he went on to marry Appa's lil girl.
He couldnt explain why he lived a certain way, he couldnt even expect her to accept and be "cool" with it
She would never be
He wanted to say "NONE were like you"
But he knew she would realize he was comparing her
The fact he had a sample set to compare would hurt her exponentially.
He didnt mean to say what he did.
Manya teased him mostly over his choice in women
Sam was possessive and proprietorial, and outraged when they were too young or in the most recent case Marliese
She was older, Sam hated that she always emotionally blackmailed him "Ma hoti, kabhi allow nahi karti" she would wave a finger
"What is this? the Renaissance period?" he would mock
The ultra wealthy in South Delhi lived as they pleased, many were gay, many were in "open marriages", many never married
II probably would recall seeing/meeting some of them at their wedding
A few their parents age... even had way younger partners and were seen at socials arm in arm. Posting IG and FB pics of Aruba and Costa Rica vacations
He did indeed belong in a different world,It bothered Sam more than it ever bothered Manny
Ma was worried about him traveling too much and not carrying the right gear when he went hiking or mountaineering
She diplomatically distanced herself from his "sex life"
His sisters didnt pretend to be polite or diplomatic
"Dont encourage him Manya" Sam would scold her sternly on their three way conf calls
"I AM NOT... she is young, she has tats and so I am curious if she loves a threesome" Manya would explode into laughter
"Dont put ideas in his mind" Sam would go ballistic
It didnt bother him...he laughed it off usually
She turned to see if he had left
He leaned on the door arms crossed
Her belly churned as if she would throw up soon
She wanted to go to bed
It was past 1 AM
She walked around her pod swing avoiding him and went in, and turned on the light
Pulled her Macbook out
He shut the light out in the balcony and shut the door and hit the alarm
He didnt linger
When he left the room she shut the light and went to bed
Got up 20 minutes later, threw up and went right back after brushing
Around 7, when she turned she felt something hairy, on her leg
She turned to her back, he slept on her side
She began hurting all over again, his arm wrapped around her belly holding her securely to his arousal
The day after the shave was the dreadful "cactus day" she saw the needles growing out
On a normal day she would provoke him, wake him, tantalize him and leave him horny and angry
Now she just "looked"... he slept like a baby
A baby... she gently felt her lower belly there was indeed some tightning of the muscles, it was no longer soft
It felt firm like a hot water bottle
She gently pulled away
He woke
And looked intensly as if he had been thinking about this in sleep
She moved to free her braid, causing her ear and cheek to come in contact with his cactus...
He didnt fake his arousal or desire... she pulled away faster
He stroked her rib with his thumb, she picked up his watch clad wrist, gently stopping him
he grabbed her fingers and placed his arm back around her
He placed her on her back and gently moved along her thigh
She blushed turning away
Somethings were spectacular between them
He went up on his arm, peering down
Gently feeling her cheek with the back of his fingers
She watched him deeply he fingered random blemishes on her skin like he was prepping it for a facial
And stopped... waited
For her to do the same with her fingers to his face
she didnt.. she lowered her gaze shutting her eyes, pulling her night shirt down over her bare thigh encountering his arousal
Convulsing momentarily stiffening, trying to free her trapped hand between her thigh and his thing...
She felt the heat through his cargos, a portion of his belly exposed as his BR tee had rolled up
He rubbed his arousal on the back of her hand... her Cartier to be exact, whipping up his desire and hers
She didnt even say "vendaam" or "vidu"
She never said "da" when she was angry
She wasnt angry now, just heart broken... "just" heart broken
she slid off
Gently putting a distance between, he lay by the huge windows,
The short locks around her face, blanketing her face, he slid off almost chasing her
as she walked away
She brushed and threw up and brushed
Went down for coffee, Mahavir found it unusual that she didnt say a word, she had an opinion about everything
She got on the phone and chattered even if it was 5 AM or 6 AM
she argued loudly in Tamil or hummed or talked
He had never seen bhabhiji be quiet
Its like "Sir" had cast a spell on her
R&B followed her she clanked his espresso machine as she filled his coffe mug
"Did u text Sam?" he asked with disbelief
She stared confused at first and then ack with a half nod
"Why do u want to take ur choora off?" he demanded gruffly
She had texted Sam last night asking if she could do that, Sam was unavailable
II realized there was a ceremony of some sort
When she didnt answer her phone this morning Sam called R&B and told him the details
II looked at him startled...like "how did u know?"
She hadnt said a WORD to him since her contrived attempt at trying to appear "cool"
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