MP FF:Jab They Met Pg271 Chap 57 31/5 - Page 26

Originally posted by: jess.amit<3

OKAY SHWETHA HUN!!
NO MORE FIGHTING OVER shabbo!! 😆
but promise me u will never name the myestery girl SHWETHA!!!!
u no i no a name..uhh.... lets see..uh...jessica or jessi or jess or jessu sounds nice na?🤣
okay well hun i have given u a list ..remember tooo choose a name from there🤣🤣🤣
❤️LOVE YOU!❤️
shabbo aur milind ki jesss<3 😉

love you too hun..! and i'll think about your suggestions for the mystery womans name..! lol..! you all have just assumed her name isn't Jaan..?lol..!

love you too hun..!

Originally posted by: critically-sane

Poor Shabbo..?! lol.. sum.. Shabbo should be lucky to have women like me or Jess in his life..1 lol..!

Ok freaky, wrote the exact same thing... great minds to think alike...lol....

Originally posted by: critically-sane

Madhu.. your character.. Ms.Reddy likes Prachi more..! lol..! you on the other hand lady.. you love milsi..! lol..!

Yup I looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooove Milsi,ok.

Hey guys

thank you all so much for the great comments..!

here is the next part.. hope you all like it as well..

Chapter 8

Saturday couldn't come fast enough for Prachi. Not only would she being take the day off to spend with her friends, she would also be able to get away from the office and its inhabitants. Well she didn't want to get away from all the inhabitants just one in particular. Mr. Milind Mishra had decided to set up a temporary office in the building. He seemed to have valid reasons for the move; he wanted to make sure the take over went on smoothly, it presented a better front to the press, and it would help him get to know the company thoroughly and quickly. But having him down the hall from her office made her very uncomfortable. She kept picturing him as puma that was ready to pounce on his prey. But if Mr.Mishra thought she was going to be the hapless damsel in distress he was sorely mistaken.

But the man did work like a machine. He was always the first to arrive at work and probably the last one to leave. And he never smiled. Well he did paste a phony one on his face whenever he needed to but he never seemed to use a real one. The reason she knew the difference between his real smile and his phony one was she had actually seen the real one. He was talking on his personal cell phone and not only did he smile a lot he even laughed. That of course had made Prachi curious as to who was on the other end of that conversation. But she chalked up that curiosity to basic human nature.

And somehow ever since he moved into the building the most of the female staff came wearing more make up and lesser clothes. And they were all more than willing to assist him in any way they could. The man probably took some of them on the offers. Men were typical in that way. Even her father was a typical man in that way.

Before she could go down that path, luckily a knock on the door interrupted her. "Come in" she said without looking up.

"Ms.Shah. How are you doing today?" a deep voice enquired.

She looked up to see the object of her thoughts standing near her desk. "Mr.Mishra. This is an unexpected pleasure. What can I do for you?" Prachi asked.

"Well these papers need your attention and I thought I'd bring them over to you." He extended a file in her direction.

"Thank you Mr.Mishra. But you could have sent them over with one of your many assistants."

"I could have done that but I needed to show you certain clauses that need some extra attention" He crossed over to her side of the desk and leaned over.

Prachi was poring over the papers and tried to concentrate. But the fact that Milind was standing so close, leaning over her and smelling so good wasn't helping matters. While she was distracted and having problems even reading the small words on the papers in front of her he seemed to be saying very important things about the documents. All Prachi could do was mutter non-committal noises like "uh huh" and "hmm" so that she didn't sound like an airhead bimbo. "Come on Prachi focus!" she mentally admonished herself.

She pushed her chair away from the desk and tried to make a quick escape. It would have worked too if she hadn't rolled the chair over his toes. She apologized over and over, but the man turned a very very deep shade red and was trying very hard not to say anything rude. He excused himself and left the room. And Prachi put her head on the table in shame. Saturday definitely couldn't come fast enough.

Milind left the room in excruciating pain. Damn. Having a chair run over your toes hurt more than it looked like it would. Luckily he didn't tear up like a girl in front of Prachi. Maybe the chair accident was a good thing. Something about standing so close to the girl was distracting him a little too much. He rambled on and on about something totally irrelevant to the papers at hand. He guessed she must have caught on and thought he was a total idiot. No wonder she didn't say anything. People like Prachi Shah were always diplomatic if nothing else. Ok he definitely had to get a grip and clear his head. And he knew just how to do that.

He picked up his cell phone and dialed the very familiar number. "Hey Jaan. How is the prettiest girl in the world today?"

Originally posted by: sns23

Shouldn't it be lucky shabbo instead??? two wonderful, intelligent women in his life???? rather than , urm... u know... girls who look like they've stepped out after performing in las vegas...😆

AWWWW ur soooo sweeet!!
THANKSS LOVE!!❤️😉
mwah!!❤️

@ SUMU: ME AND SWETHA ARE very nice people..okay MISSY!!😆😡😉 except for the fact that i love shabbo more than my sista SHWETHAA here..haina dear?😆

okay sorry shwetha for posting such stupid comments😆 ..i will leave now..and let others comment on ur beautiful story!
MWAH!
jess<3

I'm doing the happy dance, coz me not late... Yay, I'll be so glad to give up the post of the last reviewer...
Is it just me, or is workaholic Milsi more.. you know... hotter... love workaholic Milsi... and prachi was adorable, what with running the chair over his foot n all... Loved the way both of the were flustered by each other, the initial stages of... umm... dare i say, love???
Loved the part sis... will have to look up the dictionary and find new words to describe the story now... very well written, and a very cutes-y part...

jessu i am thinking of mailing to some hockey game crazy fan about the latest love interest 😳

Originally posted by: sns23

Ok freaky, wrote the exact same thing... great minds to think alike...lol....

🤣 AWW SHWETHA!! SO TRUE !! shabbo will be veryy lucky if we are in his life😳 ur a great person..and if i don get him i dont mind u getting him😉..but its fun teasing u🤣<3

OMG U ALREADY UPDATED!!!
i will read and edit!!*
okayzz<3

Originally posted by: sum2005

jessu i am thinking of mailing to some hockey game crazy fan about the latest love interest 😳

I WILL LOVE U FOREVR if u doo!!
ill even give u that hockey fans number! 🤣
anything to get him off my back!!🤣

p.s u no im joking right!!😆

Originally posted by: critically-sane

She pushed her chair away from the desk and tried to make a quick escape. It would have worked too if she hadn't rolled the chair over his toes. She apologized over and over, but the man turned a very very deep shade red and was trying very hard not to say anything rude. He excused himself and left the room. And Prachi put her head on the table in shame. Saturday definitely couldn't come fast enough.

Milind left the room in excruciating pain. Damn. Having a chair run over your toes hurt more than it looked like it would. Luckily he didn't tear up like a girl in front of Prachi. Maybe the chair accident was a good thing. Something about standing so close to the girl was distracting him a little too much. He rambled on and on about something totally irrelevant to the papers at hand. He guessed she must have caught on and thought he was a total idiot. No wonder she didn't say anything. People like Prachi Shah were always diplomatic if nothing else. Ok he definitely had to get a grip and clear his head. And he knew just how to do that.

He picked up his cell phone and dialed the very familiar number. "Hey Jaan. How is the prettiest girl in the world today?"

🤣🤣🤣
OMGGG!! POOR GUY!!
got a chair run over his foot!!🤣🤣
i know how it feeeelss ..it happened to me yesterday🤣
shwethaa, dear this part was reaallly goodd!!! loved it😳
ahem*"Hey Jaan. How is the prettiest girl in the world today?" * ahem...😉
😆
love ya, jess😳