The Rare Gem- ONE Part-L uploaded - Page 5

Part-G

... then I'm willing to discuss having that artist take a crack at my face."

Nandini had come to the conclusion that here was a female version of "Give them hell Darling," and she liked her. No namby-pamby old lady smelling in traditions of India and sporting dainty lace hankies here!

"I see," she said, her gaze straying to the man who so far had remained a silent observer.

"Perhaps you can join us for some refreshment while we discuss business, Miss Moorthy.

Manik and I were just going to indulge in a little fancy of mine. Mocha chocolate..." the lady began and Nandini finished for her.

"With mounds and mounds of whipping cream. Ah! A woman after my own heart. I'm crazy about the hot chocolate they make here."

Mrs. Vardhan looked inordinately pleased. "At last, someone who can share my passion." She tossed her black head at her son in irritation. "He likes things with a kick in 'em . Always orders rum chocolate when he comes here." She sounded as though her son had failed to measure up to the high standards set by true Ghirardelli Square hot chocolate aficionados simply because of the consumption of potent libation. Nandini shuddered to reveal she had planned on ordering rum chocolate for herself. Better to deny herself the pleasure in favor of oiling the business waters. If she were to get a chance to "take a crack at" the elderly lady's face, she'd better stay on her good side.

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Part-H

... the elderly lady's face, she'd better stay on her good side.

"Thank you, Mrs. Vardhan. I'd like that."

"Then let's get going." Manik Malhotra spoke for the first time, and Nandini found his voice suited him-deep and husky, as if it rumbled up from depths of the earth. Everything about him screamed man! And when she stood up and sidled past him so as to follow his large mother, she could really see how tall he was. With quick estimation she compared their heights. She was shortest among this mother son duo even after wearing heels!

"See you at seven-thirty?" Navya's question interrupted her thoughts.

"Yes. Sure you don't want me to bring anything?" Nandini spared a glance over her shoulder at her friend before following the mother and son.

"Not a thing, just the juicy details of your fight with Harshad, and what goes with them." She nodded in the direction of the departing couple.

Nandini nodded and hurried after the mismatched pair, who had neared the exit to Navya's place. How on earth had that woman produced such an outsized son? But then they had two different surnames-Malhotra and Vardhan-so perhaps he was a stepson?

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Part-I

Navya's place was on the same level as a little caf which had an awning-shaded balcony. All who wanted to could sit at little ice-cream-parlor type tables and chairs and immerse themselves while gazing out at the superb view of San Francisco Bay.

Manik Malhotra saw his mother into a seat and snagged Nandini by the arm to accompany him to get their orders inside the hot chocolate establishment. As they joined the people in line-there was always a line at this place, tourist season or not-Manik Malhotra asked:

"Do you come here often?"

"Not as often as I would like Mr. Malhotra."

A lopsided smile accompanied, "Just call me M. No one but my mother calls me Manik; and only strangers call me Mr. Malhotra-"

"Oh, but I am-"

"And since I imagine we'll be seeing each other from time to time as you work on my mother's head, we won't be strangers."

"Oh," Nandini replied simply, thinking how relieved she was that this tall, slightly intimidating man wasn't called Manik. M fitted the wide muscular torso so much better than Manik. To Nandini's mind, the name Manik conjured up frail men in three-piece pinstriped suits, with lily white hands that never saw dirty works, and with Wall Straight Journals tucked under their arms, who are perfect mommy boys...sit in mum's instruction and even stand on her words. While M conjured up...well, it conjured up the man beside her. Nandini realized she was enjoying being in the company of a man who towered over her. She was heartily sick of looking down on little bald pates or seeing a man's eyebrows without so much as raising her chin angle by a millimeter, which was the usual case when she wore her normal two inch heels.

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part I was perfect...especially manan talks...he wants her to call him M...wow 😉
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