MG SS Bring It On!! Thread 2 Chapter 12 Page 74 April 25 - Page 3

Ignoring Geet was not easy. Maan was too proud to admit that his ignoring tactics went wrong. When Julie, his secretary, told that Geet is missing from office, he went alert. But when his security guards informed him that she was surrounded by paparazzi, he went frantic with worry. Neil uncle already has informed him how she was kept away from all the media frenzy. Cursing himself for not being alert, he went down to see her already handling them in perfect way. Each day she arrives with surprises. But when he heard about the jab sent his away, he decided that its time to intervene before his reputation fell in tatters. But when she announced that she is leaving, something punched his gut. He didn't like that idea even though he was hoping for it by ignoring her. He is confused of his emotions. So he decided that this trip will solve all his questions.

Geet dint get sleep all night. She was twisting and turning in bed all night while the great MSK was sprawled in bed, deep in sleep. She dint like anyone sleeping when she was wide awake, especially when the same reason was making her not sleep. She was fighting hard not to kick him out of the bed, but thankfully her yoga techniques helped. Where was he taking her? And why he said of being alone? Before the sun rose she was ready for the outing in white shirt and khaki shorts, her hair in lose ponytail.

Geet gasped seeing Maan for the first time in casuals. He was wearing a black v necked Tshirt pairing with grey chinos and a black and grey stall wrapped around his neck. It was surprising to see him apart from suits and boxers. She drank his sight stunned again by his trendy appearance.

A sexy smile appeared on his lips making her take a deep breathe. His eyes took her appearance with appreciative interest, even though it lingered long on her bare legs.

Geet stomped her foot and cursed him before going to take a spare dress.

When he said about ride, she should have realized that its going to be a private jet. Its same like her dads, except its more spacious. The cabin opened into what looked like a longue room screaming the richness. The armchairs are so cozy that one can sleep curled on it. Many painting and artworks adorned the walls and it was clear that more rooms are present. The beautiful flight attendant showed her the seat while Maan disappeared into cockpit. There were book shelf on other side of the room and some kitchen at the back. The attendant with warm smile gave her fresh orange juice.

So she is aware of the place. Great!

Geet cursed his timely intervention. The glint in Maan's eyes said that he was aware of her brilliant plan.

When Susan left, Maan leaned into her seat, his breath fanning her face.

He pulled her cheeks making her angrier. She slapped his hands away and pushed him to the opposite seat.

Maan laughed out loud making her throw the tv remote at him, which he dodged way too easily.

When the plane hit runway Geet was eager to find the place they reached. Anticipation built in her veins and looking through the window she was not able to identify the land. Atlast when landed the sound of pilot boomed the entire jet, but she heard the only word in the stream of sentences.

A limousine was waiting for them and she heard some Italian words exchanged between the driver and Maan. She cursed herself once again for not studying the language. When the car started to move she felt awe seeing the sparkling land under the sunlight. The warm air whipping around her face was so refreshing.

Her genuine smile took his breath away. This is the very first occasion when geet smiled at him so sincerely. One part of his mind prayed that she always direct this smile only for him.

Maan engaged Geet with the history of Tuscany, its culture and other things. Geet was bowled over by the knowledge emitting from him. His eyes glowed in delight and proud and passion flared in his voice. He looked relaxed like he was going to his home. Seems like it was a special place for him. After few hours they were riding through some vineyard, the intoxicating smell of nostrils invading their senses.

Before he could say further, door to his side was open and an old was woman was tugging him out of the car. Geet watched fascinated as the woman uttered something in Italian making him laugh and hug her. Many people surrounded him and he stopped and smiled at each of them may be enquiring their well wishes. After few minutes all eyes turned to her and she squirmed in seat when they scrutinized her.

Maan came around and opened her side of window, helping her to come out. Hugging her sideways he took her to the older woman who was looking at them curiously.

Geet looked at both of them and saw the rapport they shared. His eyes held affection and respect while chiara's eyes were proud and filled with warmth.

Both of them looked at Geet surprised.

The vineyard looked exceptionally beautiful with different types of grapes grown in each section. Acres and acres of land where covered by grapes. Sunlight streaming between the shades gave a beautiful glow to each type. It looked like different color bulbs are lit everywhere.

Geet looked at the section where Maan pointed. Men and woman are plucking the ripened grapes, cleaning them and putting them to basket.

We turned our heads hearing chiara's voice.

Geet looked at Maan with questioning eyes. He shrugged as if its not something important.

He took a deep contented sigh.

Geet watched fascinated seeing the love poured for this place through his eyes. She never realized a caring side of MSK exists. Dis any one know this side of him? It was like seeing him in a new light. The sunlight teased some tendrils which fell in his forehead giving him a divine glow. For a second she imagined what it will be like to be in the receiving end of his love.
Love?

Chiara's announcement of refreshment ready, broke her out of thoughts