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If it were possible, she knew that he'd grown even more handsome with his dark waves of hair falling over his forehead , those brilliant brown eyes that twinkled when he'd smiled at her and He looking like A Greek God in that 3 piece Grey Suit and Hair Gelled up with Spikes.
" Annika, how have you been ? You look great!"
He looked genuinely happy to see her, and she wanted to melt on the spot. In fact, she may have if it hadn't been for the voluptuous Ragini, her enemy clinging to his arm and looking bored.
Feeling ridiculously plain with her brown hair pulled back with His Favourite Stars Hair Pins and wearing a Dark green Gown that was shades less glamorous than his Ragini's red cut out dress, Annika steeled her spine and managed to smile back at him.
" I'm fine, Shivaay. It's really good to see you. Congratulations on your new stepfather."
The corners of his eyes creased appealingly when his smile grew. "Yeah, I'm really happy for Mom. Tej's a great guy."
He paused for a moment.
"I really feel like we need to get together and catch up sometime soon. Lunch sound good ?"
Her heart leapt.
"Of course. I'd really like that."
She beamed at him as her insides did somersaults.
They'd exchanged numbers, but he'd yet to call her. She wondered if he even remembered that he had her number.
"Oh, come on, Ani."
Her best friend, Gauri sighed exaggeratedly.
" It was something he said to you almost twenty years ago. Are you really going to hang onto something an 8 year old said ?"
Annika shrugged and turned to stare out the window at the miserable January weather. Central California was rather dreary at this time of the year, and it certainly matched her mood. Perfect.
"I know it sounds really crazy, but I can't help it. I really thought giving him my number was a sure thing."
"He's a man, Ani. There's no sure thing with men."
Gauri slid an arm around her shoulders.
"I know that you think the world of him, but look at his history. The guy has had more girlfriends than anyone else I know. Yeah, he's great to look at, he's smart, and he's pretty frickin' sweet, but that doesn't mean he's the guy for you."
"You mean I'm not the girl forhim."
"Did I say that ?"
Gauri asked defensively.
Annika sighed.
"You didn't have to. I can see it for myself. I'm nothing like those women he's always with, and I never will be. Logically, I shouldn't be this hung up on him, and I know that. I'm sure any psychiatrist would tell me that I'm stuck on him because he was a part of my formative years, and I have an unhealthy attachment to him."
She shrugged again.
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" I just don't care about any of that. I know that he's the one for me.
I've always known it, and I can't explain it."
She turned to see her friend's concerned face.
"You should know how I feel."
"I do-but I'm marrying that guy I was sure of,"
Gauri pointed out.
" I hate to be a killjoy, but Shivaay probably doesn't even remember that he has your number."
And that, Anika thought, was something that she wouldn't be able to change, no matter howhard she tried. So she spent the next few months trying to convince herself to get over Shivaay Singh Oberoi .
She'd never admit, not to anyone, that there was still a part of her that waited for him anxiously and hopefully as her twenty-sixth birthday crept closer.
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