Feminist Dating - Complete - Page 44

'All's well that end well'

Geet looked between her date and her watch, she had impulsively accepted the date knowing nothing would ever come out of her and Maan. Tasha was incessant and so was dadima, so that is how she found herself on another date with Dev Singhania, an audiologist, oddly on the later hours of a working day.

'Geet I can virtually HEAR your boredom!' Dev gained her attention as Geet muttered a sorry once again feeling ever so uncomfortable in her business suit, but more so because of her want to be with someone else.

'I don't get it Dev, he makes me hate him and yet I can't think of anything but him' she iterated looking traumatised, her eyes: big and beady. She was on a date yet all she could talk about was Maan, Dev was nice enough to listen like the last time and smiled giving his input

'Crushes are like hearing-aids, uncomfortable to live with but impossible to do without' he joked making her laugh and that is how Maan saw her; laughing without inhibition which she NEVER did with him. Geet immediately hiccupped into silence seeing him stand a few metres away; angry red eyes, hands fisted, suited and booted yet he looked amazing like always her mind added as her big eyes brightened just by his mere sight.

'MAAN' she jumped as he wheeled beside her and held onto her delicate arm so she was turned towards him now

'What are you doing here?' he asked in a menacing voice, low and calm yet his raging eyes was anything but composed

'On a date with me, Hi I'm Dev' Dev introduced from behind with a smile as Geet looked at Maan who grunted instead of acknowledging the introduction, never mind turning around to face her 'nice date'.

'Geet why are you dating around, when everyone knows you fancy me?' his platonic voice reached a octave higher than intended as neighbouring customers looked their way in amusement but his eyes, his sinned eyes took sadistic pleasure seeing her flushed face.

'Yes I may have a crush on you, but its dying a slow death every time you open that shit hole of yours' she answered and then apologised to Dev before walking out of her favourite restaurant in anger and Maan pulled a frustrating hand through his thick hair before running behind her.

'Geet Geet Geet' he shouted and held onto her elbow once she stopped

'That didn't come out the way I wanted it to' rush hour was at its peak and the taxi she had waved down would take a few good minutes, the streets were bursting with workers going home and he wanted to take advantage of that

'When does it ever come out the way you want it to?' she answered tired of his ways, as his hands went around and secured her by the waist

'Shall I try another approach then?' he mocked pulling her away from the busy pavement to a more secluded area by the restaurant door

'LO...ook' she had started and then whispered down feeling his cold elongated finger against her warm pouty lips sending electrical impulses which almost fried her wirings, men like him weren't allowed to do such things? Heck he should be sent to prison for making her feel the way he does?

'Go out with me Geet' no more or no less words, simple and concise yet her fuzzy dangerously warm head seemed to have frozen

'Excuse me' she repeated pulling away that awful electrocuting finger

'Let's date' he tried a changed tactic lightly kissing her cheeks, as if trying to coax her into accepting and she almost melted in his arms

'So that I can't ask you?' her voice sounded weak and weary but the feminist within her couldn't just die like an uncontrolled caterpillar, she needed to charm him like a BUTTERFLY

'Fine my little writing feminist, shoot me'

'Will you go out with me Maan?' she asked looking anywhere but him, her shying centre missed his saying or else she too would have been stunned to know that he knew

'Yes I would love to darling' he kissed pulling her soft lips into his blasphemous mouth, the exact mouth that ridiculed woman was now attacking another which violently shielded her kind. What was their first kiss, if not a war of the mighty tongues?

And that was that, feminist is now officially dating the chauvinist!

Note: the next chapter will just serve as a tidy end to this SS. Thank you people for reading.