Out with it...
"Does your Dad know?" was his first question
"I cannot come without telling him" she said sharply
"Why are you here?" he asked softly, his arms across his chest, his tee still bearing the night's wrinkles.
"Mr Narang said you had accident"
"Well.. "Mr Narang" doesnt care about me Trisha. He makes stuff up. You shouldnt waste your time believing him" he said slowly
She looked at his face to detect anger or bitterness
There was none
"No... he was not mean, he said Rachit can drive me back" she said sincerely
"Ofcourse he was not mean. Ofcourse he offered up Rachit. He loves Rachit" he blurted
"He thinks I am ruining your life. Or I RUINED it" he said
She blushed when he said that as if disagreeing
"I shouldnt have come?" she asked sadly
"If a person is trying to fall out of love, acts of caring could be misconstrued. Remember that rule?" he reminded her
She was close to tears
"Umm.. then I can go"
"After sitting in the car all night?"
"I laying down with the seat ... back.." she tried to explain
"Must have been comfy?" his lips twitched humorlessly
"I rushed no" she said sadly
"Yes you did, so you must tell me why?"
"I just told you" she mumbled sniffling and wiping a tear off her cheek not looking at him
"Do u want to pack up and be ready for him?"
"Who do you think?"
"Mr Narang?" she asked for clarification
The way she addressed Dadu amused him
"I am one too, did you forget?" he allowed himself to relax a bit
Creeping closer as she let her lower back dig into the entryway table
"YOU are Ashwin no?" she nodded the difference clear in her mind, shaking her head as if he was an idiot
"Phew" he grinned first, groaned audibly, doing a swift wipe of the forehead mockingly
Reaching for her waist, as she yelped
"Out with it!!" he ordered huskily
"I am not ..." she shook her head furiously
"Trish" he whispered
"Uh" she sucked her breath in
He bend down
She gasped choking on her own breath
"Trishh?" he hovered over her heated cheeks like a bee circling a flower.
"Ahhh!" she groaned exhaling, her face red as a rose, she looked up at him
She swallowed as he waited
"why did you come?" he insisted
"You just want to hear I still love you?" she said lashing out like a angry kitten
"Pretty much!!" he nodded smugly, swooping down and grabbing her moist lips, entering the luscious mouth hungrily