Part Two
Maan had come out of his car not caring about getting wet. He never liked the rain but today, things had changed, he had changed. He leaned against the bonnet of his car and just admired the woman in front of her. He couldn't help but grin at the sight of her. She looked so beautiful even with her face covered with tiny droplets of rain which made him want to kiss them away. Wait' what was he thinking? "Yeh kya ho gaya han mujhe?? Kyon mein uski taraf kichta hi jaa raha roon? Kyon usko dekh khar sab kuch tham jata hain? Kyon??"
Not realizing, he slowly walked towards her. His feet in command bringing him closer to her.
Geet stopped short as she felt something or rather someone right behind her. Her heart racing, she felt someone's hot breath against the back of her neck. An arm circled around her slender waist pulling her against his chest, Maan's chest. She knew it was him. She recognized that feel of his body ever since their dance together during the party. Thinking of it brought shivers down her spine. Recalling their closeness, his hot breath on the nape of her neck caused her to blush even now.
Maan could hear her breathing getting louder and louder and was silently pleased at the effect he had on her. The rain had slowly started to subside, strong winds returning once again.
Geet shivered as the strong cold wind hit her and realized the position she was in. "Yeh Maan kya kar rahe hain."
Mann pulled her in closer, causing her to gasp loudly. "Sir..."
"Sshhhhh" His voice was so husky and filled with an unknown passion that it scared her. Gently he pulled her hair away from her back exposing her bare neck to him. Ever so softly, he placed a gentle kiss on her soft skin.
Involuntarily, Geet tilted her head even further allowing him more access when realization hit her. "This is not right... yeh sahi nahin hain'" In that moment, her past caught up with her as she recalled her "special" night with Dev. Her eyes welled up with tears as the hurt and betrayal came rushing to her.
As Maan lifted his head, he could feel her tense in his embrace. "Wait, what was he thinking?? How could he just?" Turning her around, he saw that her eyes were downcast. Gently he lifted her chin making her look at him. And what he saw ripped his heart apart. There were tears in those sparkling eyes that made his heart skip a beat. And he was the cause of it. How could he have made such a big mistake?
"I'm sorry Geet... Mujhe..."
"Nahin Maan. Main... Hum..hum ghar chale?" Geet spoke softly, looking into his eyes, hoping he understood what she was trying to tell him.
Maan merely nodded and gently draped his arm over her shoulder, leading her to his car.
The entire journey home went in silence as both Geet and Maan recalled what had just happened a few minutes ago.
Maan was extremely bothered by those tears, did his touch cause them? But she didn't say anything either. He wanted to apologize, but couldn't. No words seemed to come out when he opened his mouth to speak.
Geet, on the other hand, wrapped her arms around herself, rubbing them to bring warmth to her body that had suddenly turned cold due to those horrid memories. But when she thought about how Maan had gotten close to her that kiss the warmth in his embrace. She felt so right, so secure. She blushed involuntarily and chided herself for thinking about her boss in this way. She couldn't fathom as to why she didn't stop him it was as thought she wanted it to happen she wanted to be near him. But why? Why did she feel this way about about Maan?
She came out of her reverie when she heard him speak. "Tumara ghar aah gaya"
"Huh?? Haan...Ji..ji..Thank you Sir"
She couldn't bear to look him in the eye for she was afraid that she might get lost in them. Her mind kept on reminding her that what she felt was wrong but her heart... said something else entirely.
As she opened her side of her door, she stopped short when she heard him say," Geet, thank you for taking me to the dhaba. Maine aaj bohot enjoy kiya..Tumari vajah se"
When she heard the last line, she couldn't stop herself from turning in his direction and instantly met those eyes that caused havoc in her system.
Maan stared at her intently, wishing that the night didn't end. He wanted to spend more time with her; he wanted to be near her. "Maan, tu yeh sab galat soch raha hain. Yeh namumkin hain..Aisa ho nahin sakta." Anger built up in him as he pondered over what he was thinking about. He looked away abruptly and unwilling blurted out, "Mere paas zyaada time nahin hain. Kal office bhi jana hain...Ab jao Geet."
Geet flinched as she heard the harshness in his voice. The same harshness that she encountered from day 1 of meeting him. She thought tonight he was different. But she was wrong..he was back at being dusht danav once more. Hurriedly she gathered her belongings and without saying anything, got out of the car and went straight in her home without looking back.
Maan shut his eyes in frustration at how he had chased her away. No, that was how it should be. He had done the right thing by chasing her away. He couldn't be harboring any kinds of feeling of her. No girl can change him; no one can change how he felt about love or relationship. Maan Singh Khurana was still the same guy as before. But then, why was he hurting so badly when he spoke harshly to her? Kyon??
Edited by love is fire - 15 years ago
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