TEASER
Geet frowned at the phone.
Mumbai main toh kabhi itna nahi bajta tha, and here it was ringing away.
She was worried about going back to Tara's flat and getting her clothes. Raj uncle would not let her go alone by cab and so she was going to have to request his royal annoyingness.
She picked up the phone and an irritating speech started, "Mrs. Khurana, I have a special credit card offer for you".
"Wrong number", she said and hung up.
Maan who was walking around in his office after a long tense meeting smiled at the phone.
It was so much fun to tease her.
All his tension evaporated as he called her up again.
At her hesitant hello, he said, "Yaar kaissi biwi ho tum? Subah se ek phone bhi nahi. Kaha bhi nahi, Darling aaj ghar jaldi aana".
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The man who she was smiling at put his hand out, " .. Nice to meet you. I am Dev. You are?"
All his instincts turned territorial in an instant, he replied, "Dev? Main Patidev".
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