#4 Thread ||MG SS: Rough Ishq IMP page 37||31st Jan'15|| - Page 10

PART 30

She could still feel the shivers...she had while confessing to him about the incident. It was so so hard for her to even think about it let alone spitting it out. Till now she had successfully locked those memories at the back of her mind, swearing never to visit them back...yet she did it...again. Again for him. The never ending nightmares was what she was afraid of now, it had taken her two months to control herself...to live through the nightmares... They had nearly stopped when she started visiting the farmhouse, just to give rise to new ones in the form of the strange visits from Mr... Uh Maan. However it was confusing, how come Maan couldn't remember anything...from any of the nights yet he gets panic attacks...were they about the nights...or something else? Meera?

"Geet ... Wake up" a flutter of hesitating fingers, just a breath away from her forehead jerked her awake from her errant thoughts. It seems something had changed in him, since she spoke about the incident. Maan was being reserved, careful...more distanced though, their physical proximity...the connection assured her he was close, more open with her but now...she wondered if she shouldn't have blurted the truth...was he now ashamed to be with her? Well he didn't give either of them much to think though...

Much to her disappointment, the hospital visit was futile, although Nakul kaka had woken up, he still had difficulty in speaking, making slow movements... His eyes expressed his relief, maybe at seeing her alive? Rosa was delighted, very happy and so was she... At least there was some way she could figure out the culprit, hopefully before time..

If only he gives her time, she sighed frustrated. Glancing at him, his uber cool persona working on the laptop made her irritated so so much. Damn him for being so controlling, she cursed remembering his sulking face when she returned from the hospital. As if...as if she had committed some crime going there. And then nonetheless of her exhaustion, she was whisked away onto this damn plane by...only yours... Maan Singh Khurana.

Irritated by his silence, she huffed.

"Where are we going?" She gritted her teeth. Maan looked at her somewhat amusedly. Since they got onboard, she has been fussing like an angry kitten. Cute kitten...

Shaking his head at his wayward thoughts, he gazed at her admiringly.

"Are you okay? You seem bit...red" Maan bit his lip to hold in his laugh. She was too cute to be taken seriously right then.

"Perfect... Absolutely damn perfect I am... Maan" Sarcasm dripping from her voice. There was a huge urge inside her to strangle his neck and remove that cocky expression from his lips... His delectable lips... His perfectly pouty kissable lips...

Her mind was side-tracking. Mentally hitting herself, she wondered what to do next. She had no idea where he was taking her... How will she be able to contact Rosa? Maan was just recovering from the revelation she did yesterday, and he would rush to Nakul Kaka right then and there if she told him about his condition. She couldn't possibly afford it, what if someone was actually following them and got even a hint of the evidence they had... From the various failed attempts of Nakul Kaka trying to speak, she did realize that there was something he wanted to say...so desperately, and other than evidence of that night she couldn't think of anything else he could have wanted to say.

"Relax Geet... This is a vacation trip for you... Enjoy it" Maan said calmly, looking back into his laptop wondering how is she going to react about the papers, marriage registration papers that is.

"It wouldn't... I wouldn't hurt you" Maan spoke, wanting her to enjoy her life for once at least before the chaos of their complicated life broke out.

Her eyes dazed out, was this the same man who dragged her all the way to this damned plane?

"You did already." She spoke even before she could comprehend... Damn Geet, foot in mouth!

" I am... I mean... I didn't mean that" She said trying to take back, the hurt expression that he tried to hide so desperately, she saw...and it hurt to see that. "Sorry Maan..." She flustered, looking at him meekly.

Waving her hand, he dismissed her apology, " It's okay Geet, I probably deserve that..." He hid the lump of emotion in his throat, with a nervous laugh. "I just want you to enjoy it" He kept his laptop, heading near her seat. He cupped her cheek, hesitantly...should he ask before touching her? Will it...does she not like his touch, considering how she constantly resisted him?

Geet saw his hand raised, shivering or hesitating, she didn't know. Was he uncertain, about touching her, if he hated her or it appeared disgusting for him to touch her? She coolly grabbed his hand, placing it on her cheek. Slowly she nodded, leaning closer towards him...aiming for a kiss. "Please..." Maan muttered, groaning and moved away, when she was just mere inches away from his lips. She wasn't ready... Now that he knew about it, he wasn't sure if he could bear her flinching away from his touch. It was better to wait... If she could fall in love with him once, she could do it again. He just had to wait...to persevere...and make the efforts to woo her all over again.

It hurt. So so much, to watch him backing away. Her heart hurt, clenched painfully. He couldn't even touch her now, couldn't even bear it now, did he? She thought, wistfully.

"Hawaii... We are going to Hawaii" He spoke softly, his eyes capturing every crease, every freckle on her face. Slowly, he engulfed her hand in his, caressing her softly, hesitantly...uncertain.

Geet closed her eyes, the sensations-the feelings he made her feel- she wasn't supposed to feel like this, when he felt disgusted on the thoughts of intimacy...with her. This is so illegal, the way he made her feel right then- so prized- so... Like he worshipped the path she walked upon.

But then...just maybe, he was...trying to fight...the way he is feeling- was feeling for her. He was trying, to overcome maybe... She eyed him, his eyes so expressive at the moment- concern, care...and an emotion she dare not believe on so soon. Focusing on his eyes, she gulped down the painful lump of heartache in her throat- eyes filling up a bit, with unshed tears.

"Just a trip" She asked, raising her right eyebrow. No way, he was too much of workaholic to sit still, in a vacation. His lips almost turned to a pout, his eyes complaining- laughing with mirth. "Just a little bit of work and meetings, Geet..." Maan spoke cutely, trying to rejoice in the fact that she was going in with his flow, feigning and playing.

"A little bit?" She separated her thumb and index finger just an inch away, mocking him- her eyes widening, he was so playful...so like he was previous to the incident...

"Okay fine, fine... And you are coming with me." Maan pointed his finger at her, commanding her. Her lips curved a little, at his act.

"Sir, we are landing now" a gruff male voice came out from the speaker, alerting Maan and Geet. Slowly, she withdrew her hand from under his, her eyes drifting to anywhere else- just not on him...or his body. She could feel him gazing at her, curiously she waited- as he leaned towards her. Slowly, he leaned a bit more- hesitating- will she accept his...gesture?

Was he...will he kiss her now? Her insides clenched in anticipation, as she bit her lip- presenting him an erotic sight- he had to control his urges so hard- so hard to not just grab her and take her against the walls of the plane- so hard not to impale her...not to make love to her, roughly, erotically, pleasurably... He closed his eyes groaning, she wasn't ready...

His fingers brushed through her hair, grabbing her clutcher and pulled it away- releasing her hair, letting the curls loose. She winced a bit, letting out a hiss at the pull- he just didn't know how to handle a girl's hair...idiot! After being with her for so many years...

"Live a little.." He whispered in her ear, blowing hot breath on her earlobe. Clenching his fist, he gritted his teeth to not bite her earlobe and pulled away, leaving her bit disappointed, and excited... He didn't kiss her, but he didn't seem to be flinching either from her.

Geet blushed, smiling- realizing- he needs space and time- he will be back to her- close, and by then she has to find out about the whole night- the mystery and reveal it all to him. She knew he was majorly affected by the night- more than he let on. She tucked the stray hair strands behind her ear.

"Okay..." She lowered her eyes away from his searching ones, leaning in...and kissing his cheek, sweetly. He was momentarily dazed, as she tried to pull a bag from the above compartment. Quickly pulling himself into action, he slipped his hand around hers, and pulled their bags, she stepped back, shivering a bit at the fluttering touch.

Now realizing, she was giving a front seat show of her love to his bodyguards, who were standing few feet away from them, heads lowered trying to not make their boss and his lady love aware of them having an audience. Her blush increased profusely, as she stepped away from him.

Finally Maan noticed them, and shook his head, gesturing them to carry their bags. Maan placed his hand, on her waist...pushing her forward. She stumbled a bit, unsure, unprepared. Holding him for support she straightened, and skipped her way out of the plane as he gestured 5 of his men to cover for her.

Maan shook his head again, foolishly. He was right, she just wasn't ready...

Same Precap.

And really really sorry, for not updating busy with projects, assignments, then exams and practicals. My exams just got finished on 5^th January, and now phew I updated...