To drive out love...
Wonder how Sharanbir got a hold of her number, he called her soon after
"Can you come for lunch today?" he asked
She was in shock at first
"Who gave you my number Mr Narang?" she asked a lil shaken
"Lets say I found it"
She suspected Aanu might have knowing it was all over and there was not going be any stalking anymore.
"Umm.. I cannot meet for lunch. I am in Bangalore"
"I know that" he smiled
"Oh? how?"
"I do... I can come pick you up"
"Umm.. no..." she shook her head
She didnt any any further complications
Ashvin was washing up, and shaving as best as he could with his left hand
She wondered how he buttoned up his jeans everyday... socks wont be a problem coz he didnt wear any.
A small smile appeared on her lips
"Rachit said you were his best tour guide" he said appreciatively
"How does he know?"
"Umm.. you gave us a tour remember?" Sharanbir insisted
"I just took you to Somehswara temple and beach and the fort" she said reasonably
"But some things about the tour was so specific, only a history lover could narrate"
"Does Rachit like history?" she asked curiously
"Rachit loves a lot of things. If you come to lunch you can ask him"
Ashvin was at her doorway when he heard the last part of the convo
"Is Rachit there also?" she asked in shock staring out the balcony
"Yes... is that making you change your mind?" Sharanbir laughed under his breath
"No" she said sadly
"Well... think about it, if not lunch then dinner" he said
"Probably not" she mumbled hanging up
"Were you talking about Rachit?" Ashvin asked outraged
she turned around surprised
"Ummm... yeah" she nodded
"With WHO?"
"D.."
"Oh yes... Dadu" he said under his breath
"He came to Ullal and I showed them around"
"I know Trisha.. I dont care to hear about it" he warned passionately
Her heart did a somersault when she heard the tone
"He said..." she wanted to finish her thought
"No... no more... I will pass... thanks" he said inaudibly, stopping her, raising his index finger
He looked fresh, but had nicked himself a couple places trying to shave with his left hand
He had something white dabbed on it
"You are ready to go to the doctor?" she asked eyeing her backpack
She hadnt begun to pack her journals and articles
She had enough for a suitcase
Her collection was precious to her
For the first time in life she had been without having them with her for a month
"I will pack" she said
"I can send it to you" he insisted
"No... it will take long" "Thanks" she nodded compassionately.
"You hurt yourself?" she asked staring at his jaw
"Have you tried shaving with your left hand?" he asked
"I dont shave" she smiled, rubbing her jaw
"You... are trouble" he said huskily, waving a threatening finger
He bend down, she dodged, he rubbed his smooth jaw on her cheek, smearing the white astringent?
"dont do this Ashvin" she whispered
"It hurts like hell Trish" he whispered answering her original question
They nuzzled for a bit
He stepped back
"I can drop you off at Majestic"
"You drive?" she asked shocked
"You shouldnt ask caring questions when you are trying to fall out of love!!" he declared deeply looking into her eyes
She nodded innocently, her eyes big pools of love, in awe of his appearance
"I should hide my concern?" she asked thoughtfully
"You should go with me to see if I do drive" he flirted
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