Yash Geet was standing and crying thinking about all that happened..She could not believe that all that she had was lost in these few hours. She did not know where to go, what to do. She was standing helpless in the cold dark night, shivering away in her lehenga.
Just then she heard a car come close by and stop. She was scared. How foolish of her to have wandered off into the night. If only she had been able to talk to Maan before. She felt scared now. She started walking fast, to avoid meeting whomsoever who had taken the liberty to get of the car.
This place was deserted and she remembered the last time she had ventured out late into the night. Memories brought back the images of Maan and how he had saved her from those goons who had tried to act smart. The footsteps grew closer. Her heartbeat was quickening, sweat was forming upon her brow. She started running faster and faster not turning back to see who was following her, deeper into the woods. The person was very close, his footsteps rustling on the dried leaves on the floor of the woods. She hid behind a tree to avoid the person, hoping he would miss her and walk away. The footsteps seemed to suddenly stop. No noise, except for the sound of the breeze and the creaking of the insects. She could hear her own breath. As seconds ticked by, she felt this stranger had left, unable to find her. She felt calmer, saner. As her heartbeat returned to normal, she slowly came out of her hiding, just as a hand pulled her back!!
She turned around to see who pulled her. Maan...she said. Aap?? He looked angry and irritated.
He pulled her up against him and growled, "What the hell were you thinking? What happened to you within a few hours that you decided to walk out on me? Did you think about me even for one second? No you dont, you never think, because thats just you. You always act before you even start thinking. And forget me, what about yourself. Do you have any idea what all could have gone wrong? if I hadnt found you, what would have happened? Have you any idea? Do you know this is not Hoshiarpur that you just walk away wherever you want"."
The look of absolute disbelief and happiness on her face, was having the slow effect of calming him down. He could see the tears build up in her eyes are they were just about to spill out. Just as a tear started to stream down her face, he couldnt take it anymore. "Geet please dont cry. Please I cannot see you cry". The tears started to pour now. She couldnt control it anymore. She just held on to him and let herself cry her heart out. Her whole world which seemed to have crashed around her, seemed to have suddenly picked itself up as she realized, no matter what He will never leave her and go. He would never let her leave him. He would go to the ends of the world looking for her if necessary, but she and he were meant to be.
He couldnt understand what was happening. One minute she was running away from him, the very next she saw him and was happy and now she was crying her heart out. She was holding on to him as if she never wanted to let him go. He would never be able to understand this woman. But he figured something drastic had happened that made her behave the way she did. She had seemed radiant in love this evening. She was being her naughty self playing hide and seek with him. What had gone wrong? He remembered, she seemed agitated when she came to talk to him before he got ready. He had attributed it to general pre-engagement jitters, considering her past. She had said she met Dev. Why was she so upset meeting Dev? And when he had mentioned that Dev was his brother, she was seemed shocked. There was something wrong here. Why didnt he see it before. He cursed himself.
Geet was still holding on to him. She felt exhausted, but she didnt want to let go. She had never before realized how much Maan had become an integral part of her life. Her heart had literally stopped when she had heard he never wanted to hear from her and now when she saw him standing in front of her, she didnt want anything more but to be with him. His arms around her made her feel secure. She could hear his heart beat. They were beating with a natural rhythm. She felt calmer now. The world around them had stopped. It was just them with the sounds of hearts beating together that she heard.
Maan tightened his arms around her. He wanted her to know that he was not going anywhere. Her arms were around his shoulders. Her head snuggled against his chest. She nuzzled against him. He could feel her breath against his skin. Her cheek grazed against his skin as she enjoyed the bliss in his arms. This game of comforting was threading dangerous grounds now. She didnt realize but her innocent actions were beginning to weave desire in his brain. He couldnt help but respond by bringing her closer and closer till there was no distance left to cover.
She sighed...hmmmm. "Geet" his voice was strained. "Are you ok?" "Mmmmm" she murmured as she dropped her arms slowly from his shoulder to wrap them around him. She felt so content. If only this moment would last forever.
God, this was torture. Why did she do that? If only she knew what she was doing to him. He was losing control. He could feel every inch of her crushed against him.
Maan he told himself, behave yourself. You cannot be thinking along those lines. She just needs to be comforted. You need to find out whats wrong with her, why she walked away from the engagement. Focus on the situation at hand.
She could feel his heartbeat quickening. His breath no longer seemed steady. It was coming out in quick short gasps. What was happening? she thought. Did she do something wrong? Did Maan feel uncomfortable? Was she holding him too tight, maybe for too long? Maybe she should let go. She did feel much better now, relaxed. But she didnt want to let go.
She didnt want to, but she started to relax her hold, slowly gliding her arms around him, pulling out. He felt her letting go of him slowly. But even this action was laced with sensuality. Much against his will he had to relax his hold. She moved out of his hold slightly to look up at him through her tear streaked face. She looked so beautiful and vulnerable, he thought. How can someone who had been crying their heart out look so lovely. God I love her so much. How could I have even let her out of my sight. I should never have agreed on this whole public engagement affair. What we had that night when she told me her heart's desire is more than enough for the two of us for the rest of our lives. I should have spoken to dadi and explained to her about this whole thing being unnecessary.
He seemed to be lost in thought, but he was looking at her like he had just discovered his lost treasure. What was he thinking. There was a slight frown on his brow, but his lips seem to be smiling." I wish I could read his mind" thought Geet. Maybe she should break this silence. She lowered her eyes wondering what to say now. Why wont he say something. "Maan aap" she started. "Geet tum" he began. As usual they had begun to speak together like always. She smiled and looked up at him. He too was smiling now.
"Aap keh rahe the?" Geet said. "Nahi tum bolo" Maan prodded.
"Woh mein....woh..." she didnt know what to say. How should she begin. All of a sudden she seemed to be at a loss for words. "Haan Geet, bolo...bolo na" prodded Maan gently as he tilted her face up with his finger under her chin. Geet looked up into his eyes and completely lost track of what she even planned to say. His pupils had dilated, his voice had turned to a slow soft growl. His fingers grazing against her chin was making the hair on her skin stand up. She shivered. She was losing herself to his eyes and his voice. "Geet" he murmured as he drew her closer by wrapping his other arm around her waist to pull her closer. His palm touched her bare back and rested on her waist. They were cold, but she loved the feel of them against herself. She let herself be drawn into this vortex of senses. She felt the need to hold him again. She brought her arm up against him and placed her palms on his shoulder. His face was inching closer and closer. The moon was throwing shafts of light on his face intermittently. Her heart beat quickened. She found it difficult to breathe normally. She parted her lips in anticipation as his face drew close till their lips were just about to touch. Her eyes closed involuntarily and she waited.
She was holding on to him to him tightly, her eyes were closed and her lips had parted in invitation. Maan smiled. Though it was not his intention, he had made her feel the same sense of desire that she had in him a few minutes ago. How do we do this to each other? How do we lose track of everything else around ourselves and remember only each other? How is that just a touch, a glance, a graze of the fingers evokes these sensations within us?
He wanted nothing more than to just touch those lips of hers with his. He had been waiting for this forever. Earlier in manali, when the opportunity had presented he had felt that she needed to be convinced that this relationship of theirs was for a lifetime, before he made the move. Yet again today, despite his deeper urgings he felt that he needed to deal with the problem at hand and find out her reason of disappearance. He had spent a long time convincing her that he was going to stand by her for the rest of her life and be there for her always. It had taken him long to convince her that her past didnt matter to him. If today he gave into his desire, he would be neglecting his promise of sharing her pain and hurt and he knew he could not do this.
"Geet" Maan murmured. She opened her eyes, they seemed to be surprised, laced with a tinge of disappointment. "Tum aaj mujhe akele chod kar yaha kyun aayi?"
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