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Originally posted by: khwaishfan

hi fab update! Geet is so sweet! Maan loves to annoy her! Geet is crazy abt Hades! Poor Diaz aka Maan! superbly written! update soon

Originally posted by: kavya.sravya

nice part !! hades se milan...woh bhi ...unke papa ke samne...well, she didnot recognise that...and maan really took her on hades...!! waiting ...where this ride will lead to...!! nishaji... am reading both your stories...and love them...!! do keep me in your pm list !! though am less active now a days...will definitely be around...and enjoy our lovely maaneet stories...!! thoda late hojayega kabhi kabhi reply dene mei...do understand zara...!!

Originally posted by: kabslocks

fabulous update

Originally posted by: Flame_of_Forest

another hilarious update...

Comedy of Errors !! not one, but all T-Shirts have some gadbad...the factory workers and Geet have great sense of humor. She chose a perfect T-Shirt for Praneet da 😆 and a perfect name for Hades's Papa..Mr Grumpy suits Maan.

Love this innocent and yes eccentric Geet..She will soon turn Mr Grumpy into Mr Happy.

Originally posted by: _BlackPearl_

Geet and her thing for the bike, with bike around how she gonna notice Maan !!!

Nice ..

Originally posted by: ushankitvc

awesum part...hillarioous t-shirt part...Fatman instead of batman...continue ssooon

Originally posted by: crazydream

Yay an update. We do really want back to back updates as u promised. N also of the other Ff...

Praneet Da is a refree between the two.. Telling Maan how good is Geet despite all her madness... It was really touching of Geet to buy all the T-shirts.

Praneet pairing Maaneet. Sent them ek sath n not to miss with Hades. Hades Papa... Lol Geet madness n love for Hades came back.

Originally posted by: CutieTeju

Oh god geet she is too much.. n now Praneet da too in her team.. poor Maan.. again hades papa.. 😆 she will never stop calling him that.. ut here she didn't recognize him as ?Hades papa... 😆

Maan felt her struggle for a moment and then she settled down.

The breeze was blowing through his hair, the sun was shining on his face and he was riding his favorite bike. For the moment he was at peace with the world and did not even mind that he was giving a ride to the weird Geet Handa.

Suddenly he felt a pointed poke at his shoulder. He shrugged it off, but she was persistent. She poked at him again.

"Diez?"

He sighed. He felt the peaceful feeling inside him coming to an end.

"What Geet?"

"How come Praneet Da has Grumpy's bike? I thought Grumpy wouldn't let anybody borrow his bike."

"Would you stop calling him Grumpy?" He retorted in irritation.

"I don't know how Praneet Da came about the bike. I have been wondering that myself."

After a few quiet moments, he heard her giggle.

"What happened Geet?"

"Diez. I can't believe I am sitting on Hades. Wohoo!!" She raised both her arms high up in the air and half arose from the bike.

"Sit down Geet. You will fall off." He warned her, even as her grinned at her response.

She sat down and after a moment he suddenly felt her arms wrap themselves tightly around his middle; She hugged him hard.

"It's all thanks to you and Praneet Da, Diez. Thank you so much for giving me a ride to college."

Maan felt his heart skip a beat as he felt her soft upper half pressed against the hardness of his muscled back. She squeezed him once more and gasped.

Had she felt the zing of attraction too, he wondered?

And then suddenly her hands were racing all over his back, shoulder and arms.

"Splenius, Trapezius, Deltoids, Rhomboideus, Terris Major, Latissimus Dorsi. Diez you are perfect."

He suddenly hit the brakes and pulled over.

"What the hell was that Geet? What language was that and what witch's spell are you casting on me?"

It had to be a spell for sure. How else could he explain the crazy momentary attraction he thought he had felt for this creature. He firmly refused to acknowledge his heart that was still racing after feeling her hands on his back. No woman had ever explored his back so thoroughly.

"Witch's spell?" She laughed out loud. "I was just recounting your back muscles, Diez. Every muscle is perfectly defined. Umm, Diez, can I...

"No you can't Geet." He abruptly interrupted her.

"You don't even know what I'm going to ask?"

"You were going to ask me to take off my T-shirt so you can paint me."

She gasped.

"How did you...Diez you are genius and a mind reader."'

"More like, I am an expert at reading your one track mind and this might be the nth time I am having this same conversation with you." He mumbled under his breath.

"Did you say something?"

"I said if you don't sit quietly from now on, I swear I am going to tie you to the bike Geet."

She giggled.

"Diez you already have already threatened me with the typing up thing and I am not at all scared."

"Oh really? Well just try touching me like that once more, in fact try touching me any way at all and I will definitely carry out my threat."

"Hmm. I have been thinking about the tying up threat you made previously. What will you tie me up with? I don't see any rope? And since this is not your bike, you don't know if the bike has any rope."

And here he had thought she had been quiet after the threat, because she had been scared. However it seemed she had been pondering on the rope tying logistics.

He was saved from coming up with an answer to her flawlessly logical questions, when an open topped car that was coming from the opposite side of the road, saw them and slowed down. The car made a U-turn and pulled up beside them.

A beautiful young woman got out of the car. She gave Maan the once over and winked.

"Need any help handsome? I noticed you from the other side of the road. I mean I noticed the stalled bike and thought that maybe you were having some bike trouble."

Maan was extremely relieved on seeing the beautiful woman. This here was familiar territory. He knew how to deal with this situation instinctively. He automatically switched to his suave, flirtatious mode and grinned at the woman.

"Well now... That's very courteous of you sweetheart. Thanks for noticing ... I mean the bike of course. I almost wish I had bike trouble, if it meant I was getting to ride with this beauty."

He stroked the bonnet of her car while looking into her eyes deliberately.

"Are you sure I can't assist you with anything?"

"No. Me and my friend here had just stopped for a moment."

He heard a gasp from behind him. He turned around immediately to see what had brought on the gasp and noticed that Geet was looking at him with shock. Suddenly a blazing smile lit up her whole face, and a sheen of tears glazed her eyes.

Though unsure what had brought on the smile or the tears, he was captured by the blazing beauty of it. Her face had been transformed in that one moment and then she looked down at the road once again, just as she'd been doing while he was talking to the other woman. He blinked once and realized that the other woman was saying something.

Maan get a grip on yourself. This is crazy, unibrowed, majorly unattractive, Geet Handa. There is a gorgeous woman in front of you, focus on her.

"Well then I better make a move. Just a moment please." She went back to the car, grabbed her purse and pulled a pen and a small sticky notepad from it. She suddenly started humming while she wrote something on the paper.

I just met you and this is crazy,

Here's my number and call me maybe.

She looked at him and handed him the paper with her number on it.

"Don't you think the song suits our situation perfectly? Hoping to hear from you soon. I am Kanika by the way."

With that she got into the car and drove off.

Geet suddenly came back to animated life as the car drove off.

"Diez that was very sweet of her to stop right? But don't you think she was a little weird. Why was she singing while giving her number to you?"

Maan rolled his eyes at the word weird coming out of her mouth. Obviously only Geet Handa would find such normal behavior weird.

"She was flirting with me Geet. And the song she sang is a popular flirty number."

"Hmm." Geet looked thoughtful for a moment and then clapped her hands on her mouth.

"OMG Diez!! Do you mean to say that all the times I gave my phone number to those guys they thought I was flirting with them?"

Maan's eyes narrowed down on her.

"How many people have you given your number to Geet?"

"Well let me see. Once I gave it to Hade's papa. Then once I gave it to somebody at Bowled Cafe. Oh I did not have paper at the time, so I ended writing it on his tummy." She grinned at that memory.

"And the third time it was at the library. So I have given it to three guys."

Maan felt a strange sort of relief at knowing that all the times it had been him.

"So what do you think Diez. Will they think I was flirting?"

"Most definitely not Geet."

"Why not."

"Coz' I said so."

"What kind of answer is that?"

"The only kind you are going to get."

"You are very strange Diez. I am still waiting for the answer about tying me up and now you give me this vague answer."

"I am very glad you find me strange Geet. That means I am not anything like you."

She did not say anything for a moment and then quietly whispered,

"Would it be so strange to be like me Diez?" Am I so very different? But I am so happy today. Somebody finally called me their friend for the first time in my life. Am I your friend from today then Diez?

She looked at him with desperate hope in her eyes and he felt an involuntary tug in is heart. So that had been the reason for her smile and tears he realized. What kind of a person did not have a single friend he wondered?

He sighed.

"Well I can't really get rid of you can I? Might as well accept you, I guess, but there are some conditions Geet. You have to promise me that you will stop giving random people your number and that you will not ask any guys including me, to take off their clothes so that you can paint them.

She nodded her head vigorously and once again that blazing smile lit her face and the tug in his heart that he had previously felt, became a hard squeeze.

"I promise Diez."

She rushed towards him with her hands outstretched and stopped at the last moment.

"Can...can I hug you?" I won't if you don't want me to touch you."

He closed the distance between them and hugged her.

"I guess I can make an exception for a friend."

She laughed out happily and hugged him back.

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Chapter 9

Originally posted by: Susegad

Sheen🤗

Aap ka manoranjan hua, yeh jaanke hume behad khushi hui😆

I haven't watched Hansse toh Phansee, but my husband did. He was like oh yeah maybe she does have shades of Praneeti. I will definite;y watch the movie to see how much the characters match😉

Continuing soon as requested😛