Chapter 2 : Our First "We Meet Again" Moment
"I think it looks chic on you" Jenna, my personal stylist comments as I look at my reflection in the large mirror in front of me.
"Quinn get your ass here right now" she shouts to my make up assistant who wiggles her way towards us.
Smudging my lips together, blending in my red matte lipstick, it was the final touch to my make up, my hair stylist checked for any last minute mistake on my soft curls. The footwear guy was trying to buckle up the new brand of heels that just came in.
"Ms. Patel you're up next, in two" the coordinator calls out.
"okay" I yell back slightly.
Time to put up a smile for the camera and the audience as always.
Boost up Roshni, fake it till you make it. I repeat the mantra in my head, as Jen straightens the red gown that clinged to my body perfectly, showing my curves, and my naked collarbone showing due to the off shoulder but a sweetheart neckline. The royal red silk felt great against my soft skin. It draped me nicely and had soft embellishments on the side along with a long slit. Jen ties up the black metal filigree mask since it's a masquerade party tonight.
"sweetheart you look amazing" Jen comments again along with Quinn.
"thanks hun" I kiss her cheeks.
Jen was more of my best friend than my stylist. Quinn was her little sister who we love to boss around, but that girl had natural talent in make up and stuff. I met Jen during the first week of my work. She was this person who could make your sadness vanish and you only feel happy. She is this multi package of immense energy, amazing talent. She understands me way too well and she is the only person who knows my secrets, well few of them atleast. Why I moved here, how I moved, I even have told her about the pretty boy I met on my flight to Paris. Yeah that handsome devil, it's been almost six months since those events.
"Rosh you're up, you can do it gurll" she says patting my cheeks setting the gold necklace in place.
"I can do it, wish me luck"
"oh puh-leeze gurl if you snap your fingers, men will be at your feet" she winks at me stating the fact which is true actually. Lots of men where following me, asking me for dates with them, or some one night stands but I decline them not so politely.
Taking a deep breath I head towards the stage.
I make my way through the ramp, with my pencil heels marking their way through the red carpet as pictures of my smiling face were captured. Music was played in the background. I look at the people in here, some I know, they are really difficult to recognizes due to the masks their wearing. Everyone looks so refined and posh. The floors were made of cream and gold stone ties, chandeliers hung on the high ceilings and painting of pretty little angel decorated them. Champagne was being passed around endlessly to the clients and the guests as they enjoy the party and watch us, the models. The company in which i'm recruited for is one of the best company in Paris and world wide. It's renowned for it's models and their attire. Even though it's only been six months, I was one off the top models in the business. The top models were the only ones who used to walk on these elite parties. Parties where they do many new partnerships, rivals face off, exes comes in your view, basically you should have patience to witness a hell lotta drama.
With both my arms graciously placed on my hip I give a small twirl as reach the edge of the ramp, turning around to head back not before giving a small wink and blowing kiss to the audience as they cheer for me.
I see Jen standing at the backstage waiting for me.
"girl you were amazing" she engulfs me in a hug, which I reciprocate. I love her hugs, as we were of the same height, our hugs are always awesome .
"well thanks to you hun, it's because of you" I giggle making her glare at me and then laugh.
"i'm sorry to interrupt your talk girls, but Rosh we've to go" I hear a high-pitched voice behind me. I turn to find Cass standing with her arms crossed against her chest, glaring at Jen. I scoff at her and reply to Jen that I'll be right back.
I follow Cass and the other models to the stage as we line up with fake yet confident smiles.
One by one we walk on the ramp again, showing some poses, twirling, blowing kisses, winking, all that crap once again. It's not like I don't like it, I like modelling but I just don't like the team i'm in. My gaze shifts to a corner where I see Jen standing there with a wide grin. Even though that girl has loads of talent, only because of her I've been made to the top models group but none give her any appreciation, they treat her like shit. I felt so connected with her that we hit it off immediately and I knew that my friendship with her is gonna be forever.
She gives a reassuring smile that she is fine but I know she's not. I smile back averting my gaze from her to the audience when a pair of chocolate brown eyes caught me. Those eyes were staring at me with an amused expression and a wide grin. The pair of eyes I had met a long time ago.
It's HIM.
His eyes pour into mine as they glow up under the lights he was standing beneath. His eyes sent shivers down my spine, preventing me from looking away. I felt locked, frozen into place. My eyes trail over to his perfectly pink lips which were wide from the grin plastered on his face. His cheeks imprinted with those famous dimples as he grins wider. My eyes move down, he was of course in tux. Oh My Goodness, he is freaking hot in that black tux. His suit jacket was rolled up at the sleeves, adding some style to his professional attire, his trousers were as same colour as his suit, royal black. His footwear matching his professional attire. He looked way to different from the last time I saw him. My eyes go back to his face, a cute stubble covers his sculpted jaw. His dark hair gelled making him sexy.
His lips turn into a sinister smirk as he catches me checking him out. I feel the heat rising on my cheeks as his eyes roam over my body and I feel naked under his gaze. Damn the effect this particular stranger has on me. He sends a wink in my direction making me blush to the core.
I turn my head away from him and see Jen smirking like she just witnessed the effect he has on me. I roll my eyes trying to hide my blush I turn to the photographers smiling at my pictures.
I still feel him gaping at me from the corner of my eyes making me feel unwanted emotions.
**
After the ramp walk and the photoshoot we had, standing in a corner I look at the couples dancing at the dance floor.
I look at HIM whose now speaking to some client, I presume. His eyes glow up when he chuckles when the lady dressed in white near him says something to him. Damn he looks amazing. Just as if he knew that I was looking at him, he turns his head towards my side locking his eyes with mine, with his lips forming a mischievous smirk as he winks at me. Oh Lord.
Jenny comes over to me and squeals hugging me.
"Jen what are you doing?" I ask giggling.
She comes out of the hug and holds my hand jumping as shrieks, "OMG OMG is that him?" I nod as she squeals like a small baby girl, making few heads turn towards us and HE smirks as he witness the scene in front of his eyes, knowing that it was about him.
"Jen stop" I mutter as she stops looking the people seeing at us. I nod at them in an apologizing way.
"he's hot, way to hot" she comments looking at his facial features.
"I know, he's freaking handsome" I admit as she giggles.
"how come you slept throughout the flight when you had fifty shades of grey next to you?" I burst into laughter as the phrases leaves her pink lips.
"what?"
"don't tell me that i'm wrong" she glares at me smiling.
"it was very difficult tbh, like having him next to me and just being dumped with-"
"ooh ooh look he's coming towards us" she cuts me off.
"what?" I exclaim since my back is facing him.
"okay gurll power up, I think so he's gonna ask you for a dance"
"what no! why would he?"
"coz babe you're his-"
This time she was cut off by this alluring voice behind me saying, "Muffin".
Sucking a deep breath I turn over to face him but I'm Roshni and have the worst balance and wearing again the pencil heel doesn't help.
So, of course, I slipped and wasn't waiting for the painful bang on the floor cause I know he'd be catching me.
The warm muscles around my waist sent various eclectic signals through my spine. As if on cue my arms curled up against his neck as I hold him for support.
With my eyes tight shut I could feel his hot minty breath on my face. I hear few dramatic gasps from the surrounding which I recognize one was from Jen and the other from Cass and the others probably from the other models. They never liked me, and the feeling is mutual.
"you okay Muffin?" his voice, oh his voice that can make me go weak on my knees.
Opening my eyes I look at him smirking at me, with care in his eyes. He was even more gorgeous up close in the tux.
I nod my head before he straightens me up with his hands still around my waist and my arms around his neck, his eyes not moving from mine, I could just melt under his gaze.
Quiet murmuring caught my attention and my eyes trailed over to Cass and the other model who were looking at me with disgust, probably being jealous. I remove my hands from him who in turn removes his hands from my waist.
Is it too much that i'm already missing his touch?
"hey Muffin" he speaks.
"seriously Muffin? until now?"
"you didn't tell me your true name until now, so until you reveal yourself it's gonna be Muffin" he pokes my nose with his index finger.
I glare at him before my lips broke into a smile.
He chuckles, "so was this the reason you were getting anxiety attacks the other day?" he denotes to my modelling. He remembers.
I nod, sighing.
"you don't like it?"
I sigh again, "I like modelling, it's the pressure which gets me every time. Apart from modelling I do have something else, I thought I could handle 'em both but now" I chuckle at my fate. I really thought I could blend my liking and make them both as my career but I don't know If I could carry on.
"well if you like it then I don't think so it's the pressure of the work that's gaining on you, it's definitely something else" he speaks the truth.
How much ever I lie to myself that I've moved on, but a little part of me isn't ready to accept it even though it's been six months.
"your family?" he questions and I nod in answer.
"their back in Mumbai, and the last time I saw them was six months ago" I sigh.
Yes I miss them, but if I go back there, to visit them I don't think so I can come over the pain.
"well it's clear that you miss them, and you've got to visit them once in a while"
"why should I listen to you Pretty Boy?" I ask changing the topic. His lips turn up to a genuine smile.
"well muffin, i'm in the same situation as you, and I know how it feels" he gives me a reassuring smile.
"anyways I've got to g-"
He cuts me off when he forwards his hand towards me.
"dance?" he nods biting his lower lip slightly in nervousness yet he has that confident look on his face.
"please Muffin" he pouts in a real cute way making me wanna kiss that pout.
Roshni!
I look over his shoulder where I find Jen glaring at me as if she'd kill me if I don't accept his offer.
"fine" I place my hand on his.
Smiling he leads me through the crowd as we reach the dance floor, I see few girls watching at me, with a hateful look.
He places his hands at the small of my back. I wrap my arms around his neck as he locks his eyes with mine.
He bites his lower lip again and catches me eyeing it. I blush in embarrassment, he laughs as he begins to sway is around the room with the other couples.
He lifts his hand lacing my fingers with his, while the other hand remained on my waist.
"you're beautiful sweetheart" he comments.
"you don't look too bad at yourself" I smirk.
"says the girl who was gawking at me when she was in the stage. Kyun Muffin am I that hot?" he winks at me again, earning kick from me at his shin. "ouch Muffin" he pouts, "that hurts, i'm wounded" he says dramatically.
I roll my eyes at his antics before looking down at our feet. I giggle as I try to step away from his feet. He laughs at my attempts and we move round and around like this.
"I'm surprised we haven't stepped on each other yet" he says and I laugh.
"it'll happen" I say with a shrug. I look up and find his gaze staring deep into my eyes, I feel a warmth climb up my face before I look away and he separates me from him.
For a brief moment, his eyes crawled below my neck and I felt self-conscious all of a sudden. The neckline was too deep that it failed in hiding my chest properly. It's the job of a model like me to dress up more revealing that too for a ramp walk we have to look elegant. And lemme tell you I never felt like this before under the gaze of the opposite gender.
"what are you thinking Muffin?" he asks as he pulled me closer in a step in the dance.
"Nothing" I lie.
"seriously?" he cocks a brow at me. Now how could I tell him that I was being affected by him, a mere stranger and we have only met, what twice? Yeah.
"it's ok Muffin if you don't wanna tell me that you're thinking about ripping my shirt off" he says winking at me.
I swear this guy has winked at me several times since the time my eyes locked with his when I was on the stage, and even now I get those shivers and weird yet eventful emotions all through my body.
He twirls our hands so that I turn and he takes me against his chest. He smells of vanilla and I giggle as he rests his head slightly on top of mine as we sway.
"Muffin you smell amazing" he comments as I feel his breath on my nape making my knees go nerve wrecking weak.
"pervert" I mutter so that only he could.
"a handsome pervert" he corrects me which is actually the truth.
"true that" I mumble with a smile playing in my lips
He turns me so that now we facing each other. I see him smiling widely as his eyes met my lips. He leans over placing his lips near my ear, murmuring "Muffin you have a crumb of muffin at your lips" he says making me gasp and smile. Shit I should have never eaten the half dozen muffin before we danced. I felt his hot breath on my ear as he exhaled, and I shiver, "do you mind me taking it away?" I shook my head in a no. He chuckles slightly with a hint of mischievousness in his voice, "think again Muffin do you mind me taking that crumb on the corner of your red plumb lips with mine?"
What?! Does he wants to kiss me? Even I want to taste his lips but...
I shake my head in a no. "I do mind you doing that, so you're no going to, you get that" I order him sternly.
He giggles, "you're something else Muffin" he said and the next moment I felt him nibbling on my earlobe as his tongue glides it. An involuntary moan escaped my mouth and a funny feeling erupted in the pit of my stomach.
"you moan for this not for drinking wine, sweetheart" he places a wet kiss on my neck before meeting my eyes.
I witness that his eyes have gone to darker shades. He snickers as he sees me with my breath uneven and my wide open eyes. He smirks as he observes the effect he has on me making me to glare at him before we burst in laughter.
"thanks for the dance" he pokes his nose with mine as the music ends. He brings his wrist as he look at his watch. "and shoot I've gotta leave, see you soon Muffin"
"bye Pretty Boy" I reply.
He places a kiss on my cheek before turning away and getting lost in the crowds.
What just happened? He kissed me.
I squeeze my thighs shut calming the volcano starting to erupt in my lower abdomen.
Damn the effect he has on me!
Tranquilizing my breath I turn only to find Jen with a teasing smile plastered on her face.
I walk up to her who pulls me away from the other models.
"give me the deets" she commands as we stand in a secluded corner. And I end up telling her everything and during the whole time she was having this wide grin and squealing.
Why can't I push the fact that I know him?
She became a model but doesn't seem to be in it too much. The stranger comes back in her life. Now what?
Please ignore this post guys, I was typing the chapter and by mistake I clicked post and not save draft.
Sorry for not uploading for a long time, the next chapter will be out tomorrow after I type the conclusion and proof read it.
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