Chapter 3: Nidhi
"You know the first time I was in surgery, I got so nervous... it was a patient with gallstones. And after the surgery was done, I suddenly realised I couldn't find my watch. I was horrified, I knew for certain that I'd had screwed up majorly and that the patient will have to be cut open again to have it removed"!!
"Really?", I say, not believing him, but still wondering. "The chief surgeon was hopping mad and the patient was threatening to take legal action and have my license revoked". He's smiling now.
Is he joking? Pulling my leg? It's never happened before. I am loving this side of him. I bite into my sandwich... "What happened then?"
"I was all set to cut him up again, he was prepped on the table, the anesthetist had done his stuff. I was about to enter the OT when what do I see.. on the counter, next to the sink, staring treacherously back at me.. was my watch!!".. He's laughing at the memory now.. I stare at his face, he looks so divine when he laughs, I don't see him do that very often.. those amazingly sexy dimples surface and I have to summon all of my will power to not reach out and touch him. Instead I join in his laughter. It is a pretty funny story, but hard to believe it really happened. I look at him, he's openly laughing at me... "You're pulling my leg"!!! I say indignantly. "No, no.." He's shaking with laughter and the richness of the sound envelops me, warming me like a blanket. "No, No, it really happened, ask Mallika". Mallika!!! As if I would ask her.. I know how she feels about him and how much she hates me. I smile weakly and let it go, feeling deliriously happy to have seen this fun side of him. And that killer smile too.
He's staring at me strangely. He waves his finger somewhere at my face. "You've got ketchup there". I'm all self-conscious now. I pick up a tissue and begin to dab at my face furiously. "Gone"? I ask. "Er, no, um.. uh.. right there". I dab again and look at him. He shakes his head. I'm about to get up to go to the washroom and take off the offending ketchup, when he very slowly and hesitantly reaches up. Oh God!!! Is he going to...?? I feel weak. His finger brushes against my cheek. I'm dying. I'm losing all control, my heart is beating like a jet engine, my senses are completely aroused, every nerve, every cell in my body is standing on end, the heat threatens to consume me!!!!... He withdraws his hand and smiles "Gone now". It's over, it lasted only for a nanosecond.. but I feel my whole world go topsy-turvy. I want more. The sensation of his hand on my skin is like something I've never felt before. I feel my legs turn to jelly. I'm trembling with a nameless emotion. I clutch the table top for support. He picks up the tab. "Shall we go?" I am still holding on to the table. I am not sure I can stand up. How does this gorgeous man manage to make such a gooey mess of me? Does he even know what he's doing to me?
I muster up as much dignity as possible and walk out the door. He follows me out.
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