Thread 2: Surrogate Relations part 19 (17/8) - Page 31

Hey Bindu,

Loved the 13b.

Maaneet once again shared a bit of information but this thing gives me chill that Geet was dwelling in past when that creep Rahul attacked her. How bad her past is the thing that sacres me.

Maan's "innocent" kiss 😍

Continue Soon

Originally posted by: bansipatel

Bindu plz continue soon...
waiting for the next part eagerly...!!
update sooonn!!

14.Another Night Together

He was too restless to sleep, a pair of terrified eyes had robbed him off it. He thought tai chi might help him release the pent up emotions and calm him. The moves were automatic as his mind still lingered on Geet. Every time he thought about what had happened he was filled with such rage that he wanted to knock rahul senseless all over again. He had never encountered such terror as he had seen in her eyes. He wondered what trauma she had gone thru' in her tender age...what ever he imagined made him dread her past. Flashes of Geet , the many times she had impressed him crowded into his mind. That first time, when she was just an intelligent girl who delivered the welcome speech, so energetic and spirited... the air of fragility about her when he met her as the surrogate mother...her fear and concern for the baby's future...her strength as she took care of he mother... her desolation as she cried in his arms... her confusion when he took care of her...the slow revival of her bubbly self...her careless bumping into things...and her awareness of him. That seemed to perplex her, he thought with a smile, grabbing a towel from to wipe the sweat of his face.

Tonight she had looked like a dream...the perfect combination of the real and the unreal...an appealing mix of innocence and temptation, making him wish to protect her and ravish her at the same time...an evening that began so beautifully ended in anguish for her...

Walking back, giving in to the impulse, he went towards Geet's room. The light was still burning in her room.

"Geet?" with a gentle knock he entered the room. He found her siting on the bed, leaning against the headboard.

"Can't you sleep?" he asked.

"I don't want to."

"Why?"

"I just don't want to!" Geet said with determination.

"Okay." Maan decided not to press the issue just then. "So, how long are you planing to stay awake? What are you planning to do until morning?"

"I haven't decided." She said as if she had so many options to consider! "just that I'm not going to shut my eyes." Her words reminded him of a petulant child.

"Do you mind if I keep you company?" hope sparked in he eyes, but she asked, "don't you want to sleep?"

"I'm not feeling sleepy too." Relief reflected off her eyes. His eyes fell on the empty salt cracker packet as he drew a chair to sit beside the bed.

"Are you feeling nauseous again?" he asked nodding towards the biscuit packet. She shook her head.

"Then?"

"I was hungry."

"You were hungry and ate biscuits?" she nodded her head.

"Now you are not hungry?" she spared him a quick glance and shook her head.

"Are you sure?" she bit her lower lip, indecisive then nodded again.

"Are we going to spend the entire night without you talking, haan Geet?"

She smiled impishly and nodded her head again.

"Okay then, if you are not talking then I'm going back to my room. Why do you need me then?" she looked startled when he stood up. He turned as if he was about to leave and she caught hold of his hand. "Don't go...please" she whispered, her eyes pleading.

He sat down again, this time on the bed facing her. Holding her hand he asked, "shall we start again? Are you hungry?"

"A bit" she replied. "I couldn't keep my dinner down."

"Why didn't you say so, before? Okay then first let me have a shower. Then we will make something to eat. Then we can decide what to do until morning. I will be back in 10 minutes."

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While having another meal of pasta, they discussed the options before them to keep awake and decided to watch a movie. Once the pasta was finished he took the chocolate from the kitchen cupboard and gave it to her. She looked at him surprised that he had noticed her habit of having something sweet to eat after a meal.

"Thank you " she smiled shyly.

"Shall we go? He asked before scooping her up in his arms to carry her to the home theatre.

Daadi had an excellent collection of movies, mostly old movies. She was amazed by its vastness the first time she had entered the room. From the collection it was evident that Daadi was a romantic at heart. The latest movies were mostly of that genre. Geet found many of her favourite movies there. But watch a romantic movie with Maan sir! No way. Maan was waiting impatiently for her to choose, after he set her down on the sofa.

"so what is it going to be?"

she scanned the list again, searching for something that was best suited to watch with Maan sir. Better choose something from the old movies, she thought and then found it.

"Chupke Chupke"

"That old one?"

"I remember watching it long back and remember laughing a lot with baba and ma." She said nostalgic.

"Okay, chupke chupke it is then." He wanted to see her laugh, to see the unwanted memories being driven away. He could see the tremor of the evening still lingering on her pale face and the eyes that clouded at times. Putting the movie on he sat down on the chair next to her and stretched his legs on to the table. Geet opened the chocolate and offered it to him. Then set out to eat the rest as she watched the movie. He too did that for a while, but he found Geet's reactions to movie more entertaining than the movie itself...the chocolate took a long time to get over and by that time it had started to melt, leaving sticky coats on her fingers. She sucked them unconsciously with her eyes on the screen, her lips pursed as she put one finger after the other into her mouth. His pulse raced as he imagined doing the same...to take her fingers into her mouth, to enjoy the feel of their softness as he sucked them in turn to find out the taste of her that lay beyond the layer of chocolate. Then to proceed to taste the tinge of chocolate that smudged the corner of her lips...he was sure her lips would taste sweeter than the chocolate. The urge to find out was so great that he stood up and turned away before she noticed the path his thought strayed.

"I need a glass of water. Do you want some?"

She nodded her head and asked, "Shall I pause?"

"No carry on... .I'll be back soon."

Maan returned determined to keep his eyes on the screen and he succeeded too, allowing his eyes to stray towards Geet only occasionally when her laughter rang out. He loved the sound of her open laughter, the way she put away her worries to immerse herself in the movie. Her comments on the characters and the situations entertained him as much as the movie itself. Slowly he too was caught up in the movie, sharing jokes and laughter with Geet. As the movie neared the end he could see Geet, suppressing yawns behind her hand. By the time credits rolled, she was dozing off, her head dropping towards her shoulder. He stretched himself. Keeping awake was taking a toll on him too. He didn't think he could manage carrying Geet back to the room just then...he needed a few minutes to shut his eyes. He sat beside Geet and adjusted himself to support her head on his shoulder. As he stretched his leg beside Geet's she moved to fit herself closer to him, hugging him with her hands around his waist. He put his arm around her to anchor her and closed his eyes to take that catnap. When Daadi found them the next morning they hadn't moved much. She just walked away after watching them sleep, unwilling to break their togetherness.

the new hunk...who's he?guess ...😉

nothing special this time...just their growing closeness...is the story is loosing interest?...coz the likes have come down from 220 to below 200😕...

will be able to give the next update only by tuesday...week end is taken over by guests!! leave ur comments...suggestions...speculations...i luv to read them😃, though i answer random comments...