Part 33 - Kiss - part 2

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***Sahana's P. O. V***

Lying on my bed with my head buzzing with thoughts about Arush, and every cell in my body craving for Arush, I rolled over, wondering how the hell would I pass these two days before I'd get to see Arush.... On Monday!!

Until now, like any normal person, weekend used to be my favorite time of the week. But looks like things have changed since.... since this evening - since the movie date.

Fuck I can not get him outa my head!! And I don't even have his phone number!! What do I do? I had searched all over Facebook in vain for him.... Asshole isn't on Facebook!! I did find Kabir's and Raj's profile but Arush... Workaholic Arush Sharma doesn't use Facebook of course I should have had known!!

Sighing, I zoomed in on the Bhai's WhatsApp profile picture that I'd downloaded. Aye no che guys I'm not looking at my brother and it's not about incest!! My dear brother and my boss Arush have developed a close friendship in the 2 days that they've known one another!!

Bhai went with Arush to the gym this morning from the looks of it - Bhai's WhatsApp picture {the one I'm zooming in on right now} is a selfie of Bhai and Arush standing in front of one of those gym mirrors.

Arush was wearing a navy blue colored workout vest and showing off his bulging biceps. Fuck he looked so hot in it, though his vest was drenched in his own sweat and sweat glistened all over his handsome face and biceps!!

I blushed again remembering how this hot dude had cuddled to me earlier this evening - would it feel the same if he held me in his arms?!

My heart raced a thousand miles just by the thought of it - Arush holding me in those ripped arms and pulling me closer to himself.

I sat bolt upright realizing how I'm aching to actually talk to him or at least know that I had indeed spent an amazing evening with him...just to be sure that it all hadn't been a dream!

But how?!

And an idea hit me with the force of a fast bowler's cricket ball!! Oh wait that's not a good comparison... Hmpf!! Oh yes I got it...okay... So.... An idea hit me with the force of a person hitting the space bar on the key board....wait that's not it... Oh screw it!! Point is that an idea struck me!!

Clutching my phone tightly in my hand, I slowly crept to my bedroom door and opening the door an inch or two, I peered through the gap - just to check if anyone was in the hallway outside. There was nobody.

Mom and dad were downstairs watching TV. I pulled my room door wide open and walked out - Bhai's room was the one adjacent to mine and his room door was wide open too!!

Slowly, I crept to his room {I have no fucking clue as to why I'm behaving like a thief in my own house!} but stopped seeing the scene in front of me...

Bhai was lying on his bed on his stomach, facing the headboard. I couldn't see his face but he was peering into his phone, typing away. Could it be...that girl?!

Walking on tip toes, and even breathing as noiselessly as possible I stood right behind his bed and looked into his phone. I could just make out the Whatsapp screen on Bhai's phone but I couldn't make out the name of this person and couldn't even see the profile picture.

Bhai turned suddenly and as expected, pushed his phone away with it's screen down and smirked at me.

"I wasn't chatting with your boyfriend.... I mean... Your boss..." Bhai smirked and instantly, blood rose to my cheeks.

"I uh...uh.. how did you..." I began but Bhai cut me in "I heard the sound of your anklets" and grinned.

Shit!!

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