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"so how come Paris?", Maan asked clinking the ice cubes in his glass while he sipped his drink.
"if you are not mistaken, am the CEO of my company. Am here for reasons as good as you."
They spoke for a long time and had their lunch together. Arjun got a call from jazz and he left, leaving a smirking maan behind.
"You have got a good catch Arjun...", he commented as he was stepping out of the door.
Arjun turned back with a smug smile, "then You should meet her friend as well..."
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She was quite excited. Was it because of the dinner? Of course being Geet handa, she forgot about it, though it remained at the back of her head. She had lunch with her friends at a posh restaurant and decided on sightseeing.
"hey Geet...", jazz called, "so that hottie is here as well?"
She turned the car towards Louvre Museum and smiled, "going on a dinner with him..."
There were ahhs an sighs... and someone asked her, "is he picking you up? do you know his name?"
That struck her... she thought for a while... did she even know his name? Definitely not... she never knew him at all. She tried to concentrate on the road, "no I don't.."
"woah... so you got a Paris-delhi fling eh? I mean you don't know his name.. and you meet him suddenly in an unknown city and agree to go for a dinner?"
"well.. he asked me for it..", Geet bit out arrogantly.
"dinner is fine.. but do you even have his number? What if he was just playing with you? You know those guys... they say something and do something..."
As they moved in about the most famous museum in Paris, Geet actually felt herself lost. She didn't have his number as well... and she didn't know why she agreed too. She looked around the huge windows and artifacts of the place which was once the residence of a royal family... but it was the first time something bothered her. did he lie? Something in her told that he would come... she rolled her eyes. She was thinking too much about a guy. She is Geet handa... guys think of her and not vice versa. Its his problem to show up...why should she bother! She mentally praised herself and drove out to their next destination Place de la Bastille.
His day went busy with calls and a few meetings but he was all too excited to meet her. she was someone who had caught his attention from the very beginning...apparently she had occupied so much space in his mind and who knew he'd find her here in Paris...so far away from home!!! Maan singh khurana was for the first time excited to see a girl...that was funny but he didn't deny that. she was indeed very different from anyone else. He saw his phone vibrate and checked the name—Myra. He sighed. This had been her 25th call since he had landed in Paris. He was definitely not interested anymore for he had found himself a new object of interest. He coldly answered the call, "what is it?"
"maan...where are you? Do you even realize how much I had been trying to reach you...i.."
She couldn't even complete and he cut her off, "I have works other than entertaining you on bed Myra...bye.."
He disconnected the call, ruthlessly. Myra was at first shocked but she was hurt today. She knew maan was cold blooded but this hit her. she was genuinely worried about him.
She stood by the window of her suite in her hotel and looked at the beautiful sunset that blessed the beautiful city. It was her birthday... she had enjoyed a lot... her wish was fulfilled and then the dinner...date??? she laughed to herself—he was probably playing with her. her friend was right perhaps... he was just playing. She stood there all alone, watching the red streaked sky give into the darkness...slowly and sensuously. Her friends had called her out for a party but she refused and stayed back in her room. She just felt like spending some time alone... and then she didn't know what happened. She threw her dress on the floor and dipped into the bathtub filled with scented water. She washed her hair...an unknown temptation to give into something unknown... she wrapped the towel around her and came out. She opened her wardrobe and chose a midnight black short evening gown that reached her lower thighs. She was strong headed... she didn't take time to make her decisions. She slipped into her gown, blow dried her hair and checked the time. 2 minutes to 8. She smiled and slipped into her black stilettos, carried her purse and walked out.
she looked something like this... you will connect well to the image as you read further
He finished all his work by 7 and headed to his suite. It was strange...actually everything was strange. They had met harldy twice and here he is taking her out. Though it wasn't a tough task for Mr MSK but then with her, things were a little...ummm...complicated! only he knew how he had lived with her thoughts all these while. none had even dared to make him look at them... it was their luck if he spared them a look but here she was playing with fire! He might enjoy her play as well. he got into his favourite color black and white and drove out. There was a certain thrill in the air...he couldn't deny it either. What was it that flared this unknown between them...he wondered but he couldn't find a reason. He was going to see her in the next 10 minutes.. that was it. he shut himself and turned to La Tremoille.
He stopped at the portico and she was right there... waiting for him. he was sweetly surprised to see her...already waiting. He got out and the first thing he did was to check her out from top to bottom. She was clad in black... coincidentally matching him and she looked damn sexy. Her red lips drew all his attention...like that of the first time. She was indeed dressed to kill. Those kohl laden eyes...red lips, fair skin... he seemed too much pulled. She smiled seeing him as he led his hand out for her. she gracefully gave her hand in to his and he raised it to his lips, placing a soft kiss, "happy birthday once again beautiful..."
Geet's ears shot up at once...the word 'beautiful' lingered in her head. This was the first time someone complimented her as 'beautiful'...she was used to being called sexy, hot and what not but it was the first time someone called her beautiful. She didn't know what was wrong with her today...she was so not herself. She mentally chided herself... that she was Geet handa and she had to hold her head high up. She felt him lead her to his car. She broke out of her reverie and gave a sexy smile, "right on time... am impressed Mr..." she wondered what was his name.
"hot shot..", he offered, whispering into her ears. she couldn't even stop that smile escaping her lips. His warm breath tickled her ears as she gave into his invitation and sat in the car. He took to the steering and drove off. The drive was unusually silent... though they never felt uncomfortable. An unknown place, two strangers and one night... none bothered to even think what could happen in these few moments. He concentrated on the road while she enjoyed the city lights..not a word spoken not even the tiniest of interaction. She didn't know where he was taking her but then that didn't seem wrong. Its like they were going where they were pulled towards. He stopped in front of a grand hotel and held his hand out for her. she looked directly into his eyes and held his arm. He walked her in as the valet led them towards the lift. She wondered where they were actually going. Her fingers unknowingly pressed his arms softly. He felt that softest of touch and looked at her, "are you scared sweetheart?"
She looked at him confidently, "I don't think I need to be...at least right now.." and her finger pressed him softly yet again, giving him all the confirmation that she trusts him. it was strange... they trusted each other... she trusted him. he smiled... did she even know who he was?
The lift stopped and the valet led then out to the huge terrace of the 20 storey high building, decorated beautifully with table laid for two and a vase of roses in the middle. She loved it...it was calm and soothing. She went ahead and looked around only to be astounded. To her front stood the mighty Eiffel tower, standing high, with millions of tiny lights decorating it... making it look like a huge Christmas tree at night. the view was just marvelous and he watched her, admiring the beauty in front of him. he walked closer and slipped his hand around her bare waist. She felt a chill... for the millionth of a second and then it was gone. She looked at him... he was smiling... his expressions relaxed and she had to accept that he was utterly and undeniably handsome.
"do you like it?"
"ohh I love it...", she exclaimed.
"shall we have a seat?", he asked huskily. She nodded as he led her and pulled the chair for her. she was indeed floored by his chivalry... he was definitely something to have caught her attention. The waiter came to take their orders.
"its your day Geet... so just wish it.."
She was surprised to realise he knew her name. She looked at him quizzically with her brows arched while he just gave his smile. She ordered their starters and as the waiter left, she stared at him.
"what?", he was loving that look of hers.
"you mr..."
"hot shot...", he offered again, smirking.
"whatever", she rolled her eyes, "you seem to know a lot about me... don't you? So how and when did you stalk me?"
"stalk and you? I am a busy man lady...i hardly get time for myself...'
"go on...am curious..."
"I am sure you wouldn't want to know..."
"am waiting..."
"honestly, are you that stubborn?"
"you have seen nothing yet...spit it out hot shot.."
He found it quite amusingly enticing to have her call him hot shot...kind of boosted his ego as well.
"well I heard your friend calling you out in the disc that night...as simple as that! come on Geet...its not rocket science... I thought you are smarter.."
She shot him a glare, "well then... I was quite impressed by your chivalry... its not rocket science hot shot to have your lady insulted on her birthday... and especially when you invited her for dinner..."
She was definitely something. He knew it. the waiter served their starters and put on the music. Geet ordered dinner as maan insisted because he liked her choice. She was definitely classy in her own way...actually quite similar to him. he poured their wine and left. The night sky and the beauty of tower was just adding to the feel and the sweet breeze was just being naughty.
He raised his glass and sipped in his drink as she took a bite of her baby corn French dish. He watched her carefully as she relished the bite... sensuously. Her lips curved as she ate and spoke simultaneously. They talked here and there, about Paris and their views on some general issues... he was absolutely bowled over by her views, her way of speaking, her choice of words, everything. It was getting too formal when the waiter served them their dinner. They stopped and realised how much they have spoken on every topic except their own selves. Probably they realized they knew each other already...to quite an extent.
She took in a bite of her winter salad and looked at him. he seemed to have been watching her very carefully all the time...as if he was trying to find something about her just by observing.
"so... what brings you to me?"
He realized what she was hinting about. He just gave his lopsided grin and took in a bite of his chicken, "you are smart, you are beautiful and you are quite an interesting person..."
She definitely loved his honesty on this part. He was totally direct with her...no playing games, no roundabout words...just frank. And yet again that word—beautiful. She was tongue tied for the first time. They finished rest of the dinner silently when he stood up and went close to her. she looked at him amusingly, waiting for his move when he extended his hand to her, "can I have a dance with the birthday girl?"
She smiled and accepted the invitation silently. The lights in the tower flickered and so did the stars. The soft music blended with the wind creating the most sensual atmosphere as he traced his finger right over her bare back, making her feel something very different...something thrilling. Her held his hand and the other rested over his shoulder. Even in that she could feel the bulge of his muscles. She looked up to see his face, their eyes met for a while... deep dark and desirous... and they just went in the flow. He twirled her swiftly and brought her back to his arms. She looked absolutely stunning under the moonlight.. her eyes so beautiful.. he wondered if he had seen anyone this beautiful yet this different ever. He had never felt this different with any other woman he had even been with. She was an enigma perhaps.
They stopped after sometime, totally dazed and none seem to hide the effect of the other person they felt on themselves. He dipped his head closer to her and inhaled that intoxicating scent and whispered In her ears, "Vous semblez beau..."
[French translation: you look beautiful] pls dont be mad at me if am wrong at some points😳
She looked at him at once, hearing his fluent French accent and here she assumed he let her order because she knew French. He held her hand and led her to her seat. She was definitely into something very different this time. She maintained her head high and replied politely, "merci..."
[Thank you..]
He looked straight at her and she didn't even flinch. He still held her hand right over the table, taking all the liberty to caress her, "Lets ont de la Champagne francaise alors.."
[lets have some French champagne then..]
A wide smile spread on her lips, "Ohh le plus certainement..."
[ohh most definitely...]
The waiter was already waiting for them to gesture him. he poured the champagne in their glasses while he rested back on his chair, raising his glass high, "A vous…"
[to you...]
She nodded in acceptance and sipped in her drink. This was perhaps one of the most unusual evening in her entire 22 years of life... she turned twenty two this day.. she felt amused. Indeed a very different birthday it was. They silently finished their drinks and he paid for the bill. They walked out with his hand round her waist, holding her close and protectively to himself.
He stopped right in front of her hotel and helped her out.
"thank you... for such a beautiful evening...", she couldn't believe herself...her own words but she had loved it and she was honest. She watched him smile and turned to leave when he got close to her. she saw that and stopped, she didn't flinch back..she never did in his presence. He jerked her close by her waist, real close till his breath fell on her lips.
"I don't know if we're going to meet ever again... but I want to cherish this evening with you..."
Before she could even understand a thing, she felt his lips right on hers, taking them in for a sweet lip-lock. She stilled... she didn't know how to react. It was all so sudden. She had never kissed anyone before... not that people never tired but her ego didn't let her. she felt they didn't even come an inch close to her standards and here he just took all the liberty to do whatever he wanted. His lips were undeniably warm...she could feel that...she could feel his lips moving over hers so softly. He took in her lower lip and bit it softly letting her gasp a bit. She went completely blank but when she realized she could do something, he left her and walked off, not before placing a quick peck on her cheek.
"have a good night...", and he just drove off, leaving her all numb and surprised. She had never felt something like this before. She didn't even realize for how long she stood there, wondering what just happened. She touched her lips, all dazed and lost and looked the way he went;. He was long gone...she was seeing him only for the third time in her entire life..she didn't even know his name or his whereabouts...they meet in a certain city, that too Paris out of the whole world and right on her birthday...and it was her first kiss!!!
She could have probably stood like that till the security asked her to go inside. She walked up the stairs very slowly, so unlike her, lost in her thoughts. Her mind was screaming to just chuck it... she was Geet handa and she just shouldn't care about it..and that he was probably those types of guy who liked to play with girls..but her other self (she didn't know it was her heart) denied to let go of the feel. Her friends found her on the corridor as she walked towards her suite. Rahul pulled her close suddenly just to scare her but she did seem too much disturbed. She jumped with his sudden act and lost her balance because of her heels. She shot him a glare when jazz jumped her her, "so you did go to the dinner with your hot shot right...how was it babes?"
They asked her so many questions on where they went, what they ate but she was lost in a different world altogether. She didn't speak to anyone. She took off her stilettos, flung them over her shoulder and walked barefoot to her suite. She shut the door close, threw away the shoes and fell flat on her bed. She flipped, not feeling very comfortable and looked at the ceiling...lost in something she didn't even know. She was kissed...she pulled the pillow over her head and pressed it hard on herself, "damn it... whats wrong with me?"
There was a complete silence and then she suddenly pulled away the pillow, "nothing is wrong with me... its something wrong with him. how dare he? Just wait till we meet the next time hot shot...", she spoke angrily, all to herself but then the 'other side' of hers was totally restless, "I hate you..."
She buried her face into the pillow again and slept off, giving into tiredness. The next day was going to be an important one—the meeting!
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next: oops!!! The Meeting!
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