Chapter 23

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Chapter 23

Sasha watched Maan even more closely as he worked. Their work routine continued as normal, he remained undeterred and focused on his work and aloof to her feelings once again. Geet and Maan’s routine was the same. They’d ride to work together, Maan had Sandeep stop a street away to drop Geet off and she’d walk the remaining way so there would be no speculations about them. Geet had become friends with Adi and Viren. They had also introduced Pinky, Piyush and Neha to her and quickly became work friends. Maan did manage to grab Geet once every few days for lunch before he’d be off to visit a site then drop her off a street away. When they didn’t go lunch together, she’d spent in the canteen with her new work friends.

It was another typical day at the office, Geet’s nose was burrowed in the file Adi had handed to her to work on when she received an incoming text. She pulled up her phone and smiled seeing it was a notification from her ‘Saru’. Maan didn’t know but she had named him just that on her phone.

Saru: Are you free to go to lunch?

Geet: Where we going?

Saru: In my office. Dadima sent lunch today.

Geet: Thanks but no thanks. I am not going to be having lunch with you in the office

Saru: Why?

Geet: Because I am not stupid

Maan frowned at the response and decided to dial her number. “What does that even mean?” he asked as soon as she said hello.

Geet glanced at Viren who was busy on his laptop and seemed to minding his business. “I hate when reports start circulating around” she responded.

“What?” he said sounding confused.

“You know how journalists are, circulating rumours. This one would spread like wild fire” she continued as if he hadn’t said anything.

“Someone in the office with you?” he asked suddenly understanding.

“Yes” she replied. “So, you know, it’s dangerous right going out in the public with vultures’ eyes on these celebs.”

“I see” Maan responded with a smile. “Dadima sent food for us both. What do you suggest I do with your half?”

“It’s up to you”.

“How about I have Sandeep drive us somewhere close by?”

“What do you suggest?” she inquired.

“That I should just announce we’re married so we can stop sneaking around” he answered teasingly.

“That isn't funny” she rolled her eyes and smiled when Viren glanced over at her with a smile. “Anyway, I’m going back to work so I’ll speak to your later Manvi”.

“Manvi?”

“Yeah, Manvi”

“You’re giving me a girl’s name?” he snapped.

“Yes, Manvi. I’ll speak to you later, baba. Okay. Bye” she cut the call and placed her phone down.

“So, who’s Manvi?” Viren asked curiously.

“Just a friend” she smiled.

“Is she single?”

Geet chuckled. “No, she’s married, and I don’t think you’re her type” she winked and picked up her phone seeing a text coming through.

Saru: I’m not happy at all with you calling me Manvi!

Geet: Ok

Saru: Ok? Just ok?

Geet: Yes. Ok. I got your point.

Maan shook his head and looked at the containers that Dadima had sent with Sandeep with lunch for himself and Geet in.

He separated some food for himself then grabbed the remaining containers and walked out. He walked across to Geet’s office and opened the door gritting his teeth together when he noticed not only was Viren in the office, Sasha and Adi were here as well.

Shit he cursed.

“MK?” Sasha looked at him confused.

Maan ignored her and stalked across to Geet’s table. “Ms Vihaan. Do I look like a bus boy to you?”

“Sir?” Geet looked at him confused and then looked at Adi and Viren. “I’m sorry, sir. But did I do something wrong?”

“Your family seems to think I’m your bus boy” he countered narrowing his eyes. “Your lunch!” he placed the containers onto her table. “Next time have it delivered to your office, not mine!”

Geet blinked in surprise and frowned when he turned around and stalked out slamming the door behind him.

“What was that, Geet?” Sasha approached her desk. “Do you realise who MK is?”

“Um… Ma’am…” she mumbled still confused and trying to piece together what the hell just happened in the space of a few minutes. As it slowly dawned on her, Geet’s confusion morphed into annoyance. She didn’t even hear half of the lecture that Sasha was spewing out.

“I’m sorry Ma’am” she cut her off quickly. “It won’t happen again. I’ll make sure my stupid saru family know” she cursed.

Sasha shook her head and looked at Adi. “This is why I should have been the one interviewing!” she snapped then walked out of the room.

“Ignore them, Geet” Viren told her gently. “They’re just jealous that their family didn’t care enough to send them food”.

Geet smiled uncomfortably and nodded. She grabbed her phone and fired off a text.

Geet: You are such a Saru!

Saru: I thought they’d have gone to lunch by now. Sorry.

Geet: Go to hell with your sorry! Your work wife just blasted me on top of you embarrassing me!

Saru: I had to think on the spot

Geet: That is not thinking. That is you being a Saru!

Saru: Can you stop calling me Saru?

Geet: No, you Saru!

Saru: Jungli

Geet: I am so mad at you right now.

Saru: I did apologise. What else can I do? I only came to give you food so I was doing a good deed actually.

Geet: You, Saru! I’ll show you good deed when I shove my jhoota up your ass

Saru: Is this how one speaks to their husband?

Geet: I could ask you the same. Do all saru husbands bark at their wives in front of others?

Saru: Geet, you’ve been insulting and calling me all sorts of names. I’ve yet to say anything back.

Geet: Accha ji! Scroll up to your jungli comment, Saru!

Saru: I feel like I’m just wasting my time here.

Geet: You are! Don’t talk to me anymore.

Saru: Ok

Geet scowled and put her phone away.

“Geet, are you ok?” Adi asked seeing her annoyed.

“Yeah, I’m fine” she answered.

“Why don’t you both go on lunch now?” Adi suggested looking between them. “Your family also sent you food lovingly so you eat whilst its still warm”.

“Thanks, Adi” Geet smiled appreciatively. “I’m going to eat in here, if that’s ok?”

“Yeah, sure” he nodded. “I’m going out with Piyush and Neha for lunch if you want to join?” he informed.

“I’ll join” Viren said. “I haven’t got my lunch with me so I’m buying. Are you going to be okay alone?” he looked at Geet.

“Yeah, yeah. You go on” she waved off with a smile. Once she’d put her laptop aside, she opened up the containers and dug into her home cooked food dadima had sent. Whilst she appreciated the food, she did curse Maan and Sasha.

Geet had arrived home at her usual time whilst Maan remained in the office until late. It was around 10pm, when she’d got ready for bed and tucked in for the night with a book in her hand when Maan had returned. He glanced at her and she looked away focusing on her book.

Maan didn’t say anything, he grabbed a towel with a change of clothes and went into the washroom to shower. After he’d showered and changed, he walked out rubbing his hair and looked over at Geet who was trying to ignore him.

He closed the distance sitting on the edge on her side and looked down at her. “Are you still upset?” he asked leaning forward.

Geet glanced at him. “Yes” she answered then returned her eyes to her book.

Maan plucked it out of her hands and placed it on the nightstand.

“What are you doing?” she narrowed her eyes before widening them as he placed his hands on either side of her. His hand on the pillow near her head and closing in on her.

Geet sucked in a deep breath trying to not to inhale his intoxicating smell. He smelled of cologne, cleanliness and like salt water. She turned her head to the other side.

He smiled and cupped her chin to turn her to face him.

“Kya hai, Saru?”

“I said, sorry na?”

“That doesn’t mean anything” she folded her arms crossly pushing her breasts up unknowingly. The v of her kurta showed off more cleavage than she intended. Maan’s eyes dropped and lingered for a second before he looked away and swallowed hard.

She quickly unfolded them and tried pulling the blanket to her neck. But it was trapped with one of his hand on the blanket.

“Maan… kya chahiye aapko?” she murmured keeping her eyes averted.

“Forgive me” he whispered.

She looked at him from the corner of her eyes and sighed. “Fine”.

He smiled leaning forward and pressed a kiss to the corner of her eye. She closed them for a moment savouring in the warmth press of his lips.

She opened them as he pulled back putting some distance but not really moving. Their eyes locked together and he leaned down as she lifted her hand sliding her fingers across his nape then through his damp hair.

Maan lowered his head and pecked her lips gently at first, he nibbled before brushing his tongue across the seam of her closed lips. Geet parted and touched her tongue to his tentatively before opening her mouth giving him access to her. He deepened the kiss, curling his tongue around hers, tugging and wrangling. His hands shifted, he stroked her side, gently pulled her hands away from his hair then entwined their fingers together. He pressed their joined hands into the pillow squeezing her hands. Geet pinched her eyes closed as they pulled away trying to catch their breath. His forehead pressed against hers. Their chests going up and down as they breathed heavily.