Geet was in the kitchen making some breakfast and coffee, but she was lost in her thoughts. She was lost in the moment that took place in small-enclosed walls of the bathroom.
Her thoughts kept moving from:
The jolt her body got from slamming into his Greek God of a chest
The water sprinkling over their cocooned bodies
His hand smashing the mirror
His anger consumed over the love he had for her
His understanding of her. . .
His pain for her. . .
His Blind love for her . . .
All came down to the kiss . . . STOP ME GEET.
. . .
All of a sudden Geet spills the coffee she was pouring into her cup and she jolts out of her reverie. She just stood there for a couple seconds remembering her words I can't.
"What do you mean you can't Geet. You have too! You just have too", she says to herself still lost within herself.
She gives up and softly mutters, "Babaji" trying to control her racing heart that still didn't want to shut up, as she bent down to clean up the spill.
She starts wiping the spill away with the paper towel when she freezes in place. She could of have sworn that her eyes brushed upon his chiseled abs as she bent down, but yet again her minds could be playing tricks on her. She couldn't trust herself anymore.
Maan heard her suck in her breath sharply. He purposely didn't wear his shirt as he came out of the shower; I mean it was his beach house so he could do as he pleases.
Geet finishes cleaning up the spill and stands up to find him leaning against the wall SHIRTLESS and just staring at her.
She shamelessly checked him out, not being able to move or utter a word in her defense. Maan smirked seeing the affect he had on her and starts to take steps toward her. With every step he took she took two steps backwards, as if she was the prey. Her body backs up against the kitchen counter top, but he still audaciously inched closer to her face. Her heart was thrashing so loud against her chest making her cheeks pink with embarrassment. His strong and fresh masculine smell was making her mind scream CLOSER.
And to her utter surprise it was as if he had read her mind. He was so close, just inches away from her lips, gazing inside each other's eyes as if time had stood still.
My knees start to shake
when your in sight
My minds filled with wonder
My heart with fright
When will this feeling stop
When did it start
How can I listen to my mind
Without breaking my heart
I am so confused,
What should I do?
I can't think of anything
Except of you.
Should I ignore you
Or just give it time
I can't think straight
My heart controls my mind
By bloomysunday 😳
She closes her eyes in anticipation when his lips slightly brush against her ear lobe as he says, "You missed a spot".
Geet's eyes flutter open still dazed and in trance as the direction of her eyes fall on the little spot of coffea spill that was left on the kitchen countertop.
Maan cleans the spot and faces her again, while Geet kept the gaze of her eyes down, when both of them knew that her burning red cheeks had already blown her cover.
"oooh pasta my favorite. How did you know brown eyes that I love pasta?" he says raising an eyebrow at her trying to loosen up the awkward situation for her a bit.
Geet: Woh . .. mein . .. woh
"Shhh" Maan shushes her with his finger on your lips and lovingly mutters, "Jab dil se dil ki raah milti hai toh ek dusre ki pasaand ya na pasaand sab pata chalta hai".
Geet just gives a weak smile not knowing what else to do or say.
"Shall we then" Maan says signaling for them to eat.
Geet nods and they both sit in the breakfast table.
She winces closing her eyes as her thoughts were trailing down to last night seeing him shirtless like that. She remembers and could still feel the way she touched and was entwined with his body making it her situation awfully hard for her.
Maan:Why aren't you eating Brown eyes. Where are you lost?
Geet:ummm woh. . .I was. .
" Thinking about your sexy hypo" maan says with a smirk.
Geet: Why are you doing this Maan?
"Doing what brown eyes?" Maan says innocently eating another spoonful of pasta.
Geet: First of all my name is. . .
Just about when she was about to say her name the whole palm of his hand covered her lips. The look in his eyes and expression in his face was like a kick in Geet's gut.
" I don't want to know your name. Don't tell me. Please" he pleaded to her with his eyes and in the midst of the moment was treacherously inching closer to her.
Maan then suddenly snaps out of his trance and removes his hand from her lips trying to control himself and his raging heart.
Geet: I wasn't going to say my full name. I am not going to make it any harder on you than it already is.
Maan: You're my brown eyes. Sirf meri brown eyes! Aur mein aapka sexy hypo! There is no other purer relationship than what we share samjhe tum.
" and what is it that we share sexy hypo except. . ." Geet couldn't even finish what she was trying to say. It disgusted her.
Maan: That is where you are wrong and this time I am not going to help you brown eyes.
Geet looks up and tries to see what he meant by not going to help her.
Maan: You will have to figure out what Love is on your own. You will have to figure out why you feel attracted to me. You will have to figure out why surrendering to me last night felt so good. . .so right. I have always helped you so far, but not this time. This time you will have to find the answers to your own kashmakash brown eyes. And yes you will have to find those answers. I won't let you run away from them.
Geet: and what if the answer is an ugly truth, which you won't approve, then what?
Maan: I will still love you, but let you go.
There was a few seconds of pause between them, as they looked on at each other.
Maan: oh and I will give you a hint. It's not lust. If it were then you wouldn't be eating pasta but me right now. Nobody can resist me especially when I am shirtless.
Geet couldn't help herself but giggle, her small laugh already lightening up the room and situation.
" What you don't agree?" he says raising an eyebrow at her.
Geet quickly grabs the spoonful of pasta and acts like she is eating so she can't talk with her mouth open. She kept on stuffing herself with pasta in trying to avoid the question and somehow she finished all of the pasta.
"oops" she says shrugging her shoulders innocently.
Maan had a sweet smile on her face seeing her innocent reaction.
Geet: sorry I finished all of the pasta
Maan looks toward hers and his eyes fall on her lips. He gets up a little bit and stretches his arm toward her lips. Geet stood frozen as his long and sensuous finger grazed the corner of her lip, wiping a little of the pasta away, and staying their longer than necessary.
Geet scrunched the kurta with her fingers as they cringed into a fist trying to control the sinful temptation that his one touch courses through her.
Maan snaps his hand back before he lost his self-control.
"I'm . . .I'm going to go for a swim. There is still a little time left before Nakul gets here with some clothes".
Geet's heart almost skipped hearing the word "swim". Her whole face filled with concern and worry, even when Geet tried to not show it, but Maan already sensed it.
Maan self though: She says she doesn't love me, but look at the worry that is written all over her face. Such a paagli she is.
Maan gets up and goes out the door. He wasn't going to help her. Maybe give her few hints here and there, but this is her own battle she has to win.
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Maan and Geet reach the Khurana mansion. The whole time Maan noticed how she was avoiding him, but didn't let that get to him. He watches her get out of the car and she was going very slow, as if taking her time.
Geet gives him a weak smile and they both go towards the house.
Maan opens the door and says, " You must be tired. Go to your room and rest Brown eyes. Nakul has bought everything you need and they are all in your room. Yet if you need anything else let me know ".
Geet politely nods and was about to take a step toward her room when she hears, " Maan Beta".
Both of them turn around and Maan smiles and hugs the elder woman.
Maan: Daadi your finally back. I missed you
" I missed you to beta, but this religious trip was important as I went for you and from the looks of it I think I think my prayers have gotten answered" Daadi says looking at Geet.
Daadi: who is she beta?
Geet who stood frozen the whole time finally moved and said "Namaste" reaching down and touching Daadi's feet.
Maan noticed how she bit her lip and winced her face as she tried bending down. He was getting a feeling something was off.
"woh sirf meri hai" Maan says with a hint of authority in his voice.
Hearing that Geet's head snapped up, as she looked towards him with enlarged eyes.
"meri matlab hai who sirf meri personal secretary hai" Maan says glancing over to Geet who just lowered her eyes still not recovering from the first shock when Maan gave her the second shock.
"Personal secretary" she thought to herself and her heart racing hard against her chest.
Daadi watched them both carefully and she could sense something between the two.
"oh that's great. It's nice to see someone being able to tolerate the great Maan Singh Khurana 24/7" she says trying to hide her smile.
"excuse me" says Geet trying to hide her flushed face.
Maan watched her as she leaves, and couldn't put his finger on it, but he felt something was wrong.
Pre-cap:
Maan sneaking inside Geet's room in the middle of the night😉
Shocked to see her hiding something from him😲
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