Youre the Boss!

Anna Singh Published by Anna Singh at Smashwords Copyright 2012 Anna Singh Thank you for downloading this free ebook. Although this is a free book, it remains the copyrighted property of the author, and may not be reproduced, copied and distributed for commercial or non-commercial purposes. If you enjoyed this book, please encourage your friends to download their own copy at Smashwords.com, where they can also discover other works by this author. Thank you for your support.

Chapter 1 Damn you Cary Bradshaw for filling the heads of young impressionable women all over the world with the false notion that life in New York City is a non-stop glamorous and fabulous party. Luvleen fumed as she stood in the overcrowded subway train, holding awkwardly on to a metal pole, waiting impatiently for her stop to arrive. Nothing about this subway ride seemed fabulous or glamorous to Luvleen, especially after having had a disastrous day and an agonizing job interview. The annoying passengers hovering around her, pushing and shoving, and invading her personal space werent helping either; and she felt that any minute now she would snap at one of these idiots and make a huge scene. Obviously, Sex in the City was the romanticized and exaggerated version of what one had to actually endure in NYC. You didnt actually run into hot guys at every street corner, and you certainly didnt get to shop at expensive designer boutiques on regular basis. Heck, Luvleen couldnt even afford to shop at Wal-Mart at the current moment, since her checking balance was almost down to zero, and she hadnt had any luck finding a decent job since she moved to the City a month ago. If it wasnt for the generous nature of her best friend and roommate Nisha, she wouldnt even be able to afford the apartment she was currently living in. Traveling via cabs was also out of the question, hence she had to resort to these excruciating subway rides. Things in New York City were the total opposite of glamorous and sexy at the moment, they were bleak and desperate. Ten more minutes, she reminded herself as she tried her best to not let her rotten mood get the best of her. Suddenly, she noticed an Indian thug-wannabe standing from across her on the other side of the car, eying her flirtatiously. Eww...not interested, she thought as she observed his baggy jeans which were literally about to fall off his butt. His fake and gaudy bling-bling hanging around his neck made

him appear even more idiotic. She dismissively rolled her eyes at him, but he didnt seem to get the message. Then he mouthed something to her. She couldn't make it out, so she raised an eyebrow questioningly at him. He mouthed the words again with a smug grin, How you doin'. Oh hell no! That was it, she lost it. She made her way through the crowd while getting bumped and shoved many times in the process, but finally made it to him. "What the hell is your problem?!" She shouted as she looked him right in the eye. "Wazzup baby girl. Why you gettin' all worked up. Jus tryin' to holla atchya," the thugwannabe replied. She closed her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose, fuming with anger. So much for the hot, sophisticated, intellectual, handsome, and not to mention successful businessmen, artists, and writers that wooed Cary Bradshaw. The only guys that seemed to notice Luvleen were the Indian thug-wannabes. What was wrong with these guys anyway? Why did they all think they were the reincarnation of Tupac - walking around in thug gear, wearing bling, pretending to be hustling', listening to Jay-Z on their iPods. They thought they were the hot shit. But in her experience she had learned that most Indian guys like these were major losers who were still living with their parents and were flunking pretty much every class at their neighborhood community college. And then they had the nerve to hit on her thinking she was their property. Just because she was also Indian didn't mean they automatically had dibs on her. When were they going to understand that she was way out of their league, and she couldnt care less about this whole hip-hop/rap scene. She had had enough of these losers, and this particular loser was going to get it. He chose the wrong day to mess with her. "Who the hell do you think you are? 50 Cent?" She snapped at him. He grinned like an idiot, then eyed her suggestively from top to bottom and said, "Damn girl! Youre bootylicious! Would love to get my hands on dat junk in yo trunk!" "Excuse me, what?!!" She had to clamp her mouth shut forcefully to stop herself from screaming. Did he just use the words 'bootylicious' and 'junk-in-the-trunk' to describe her body? Why do these idiots think that girls like to be called such things? He better not call her a 'bitch' or a 'ho, because then she won't be responsible for her actions. "Listen Notorious P.I.G, I have had a very bad day, and you're really starting to piss me off. If you make another smug comment, I swear to God, I am going to open a can of whoop ass on your behind," she said angrily. "Why you so upset? Your parents tryin' to arrange your marriage?" Oh no he didn't! That was it, her anger flared to its peak and she told him off using some pretty serious expletives. No one would imagine that a prim and proper looking girl in a

business suit would actually know the words that were coming out of her mouth, even she didnt know that she knew these words. The thug-wannabe just stared at her in a state of shock while everyone around her turned toward her and gave her the most horrified and disgusted looks. She suddenly felt everyone's eyes on her and realized that she had finally done what she was afraid of, let her rotten mood get the best of her and make a public scene. She closed her eyes with embarrassment, and when she reopened them she saw a woman standing in front of her covering her child's ears, and the child looked like he was about to burst into tears any minute now. Luvleen wanted the floor to open up in front of her and swallow her. "I am sorry," she mumbled awkwardly, hoping everyone heard her apology, and then quietly made her way toward the corner of the car and stayed there for the rest of the trip. The thug-wannabe continued to grin at her triumphantly, and she couldn't help but give him the middle finger, which of course garnered her more dirty looks from her fellow commuters. --------Still reeling from her anger over the subway incident, Luvleen finally made it to her apartment. She may not have everything that Cary Bradshaw had but at least she lived in an apartment building that resembled the brownstone that Cary Bradshaw lived in. A more beat-up version of it, but still it was something that cheered her up and reassured her that she was at least living a very tiny part of her dream. As soon as she entered the living room, she found her roommate, Nisha, curled up in a ball on the couch in the living room, crying her eyes out. "What's wrong sweetie?" Luvleen asked sympathetically as she kneeled down next to her. "I am going to kill that bastard," her roommate responded as she hiccupped and blew her nose in a tissue. "Who are you talking about?" Luvleen asked. "Jack, I caught him naked with another chick in his apartment today." "Oh no, I am so sorry honey. Did you dump his cheating ass?" "Oh I did more than just dump his cheating ass, I threw a few punches at him too," Nisha couldn't help but snort as the comical image of her punching her ex came to her memory and made her laugh. "Serves him right!" Luvleen exclaimed and took a seat next to Nisha. "Asshole. I cant believe I lost my half-virginity to him?" Nisha continued as she blew her nose again.

"I cant believe that since Mean Girls came out, half a virgin has actually caught on as an actual expression. I wonder if people know that Tina Fey was just goofing when she wrote the script. There is no such thing as half a virgin. You either have your hymen intact or not. Gosh, I love Tina. Shes is such a comedic genius," Luvleen said absently while a wide grin touched her lips as she mused over other brilliant and funny stuff written by Ms. Fey. Nisha narrowed her eyes with disbelief and annoyance at Luvleen. Here she was, going through a relationship crisis, and her clueless best friend was trying to decipher the meaning of 'half a virgin and praising the comedic genius of Tina Fey? "Screw you Luv. If you had any experience whatsoever in this area you would know what half a virgin means." Nisha was pretty much shouting by now, and then proceeded to bury her face in the pillow resting in her lap, and a new bout of crying ensued. Drama queen! Luvleen thought and squeezed Nisha's shoulders, trying to offer comfort, "I am sorry Nish. Let me change my clothes, and then how about we dig into that tub of cookie dough ice-cream that has been sitting in the freezer forever, and have a White Collar marathon into the wee hours of the night. A dose of Matt Bomer will surely cheer us both up." "Hmm...Matt Bomer...yummy...sounds more delicious than the ice cream. Wait...What happened to you? Why do you need cheering up?" Nisha's face emerged from the pillow as she watched Luvleen quizzically. "I had the job interview from hell today!" Luvleen sighed and sank into the couch. "Oh no, tell me about it," Nisha patted on the pillow in her lap, gesturing Luvleen to lay her head down on it. Luvleen did exactly that. "I was so excited you know, I was so sure I was gonna get the job, or at least get a second interview call," Luvleen started talking as if she was in a shrink's office, "but little did I know that these days you don't need an undergrad degree in pre-law to get a job as a secretary in a law office, you need to know how to use OfficPro 2.0 and MaxOffice 3.0, and gosh I can't even remember the rest of the names." "And you don't know how to use any of them?" Nisha asked. "Of course not. The woman who interviewed me was looking at me like I was a complete idiot. I wanted to tell her that there is one software I know how to use, and that is FYourself 6.0." Nisha burst out laughing. Luvleen gave her an annoyed glance and continued, "Now I am back to square one. Gosh this is so frustrating!"

"Luv...it's gonna be all right. You're so smart and talented, I am sure you're going to find something soon. Hang in there," Nisha tried to console her. "I don't know Nish, I hope you're right," Luvleen said, sounding hopeless. Then she lethargically got up, made her way to her bedroom and shut the door behind her. -------Later that night the two girls were having a little too much fun watching Matt Bomer looking his fine self in the White Collar episodes they owned on DVD. There was constant squealing and swooning as Matt flashed his killer smile and strutted around in those terrifically tailored sexy suits on the TV screen. Then in one scene he started unbuttoning his shirt, and the girls started getting excited. "Oh...come on Matt baby, take off the shirt, that's right...just take it off," Nisha and Luvleen mumbled pretty much simultaneously, as he continued to unbutton his shirt, and finally it was off. An impeccably sculpted, toned, and muscular torso graced the TV screen, and the room filled with whoops and squeals which turned into flat out screams within seconds. "Wow!" Luvleen gushed, "Hes so damn good looking. I am actually in physical pain while watching him." "I think I just came," Nisha added with a dreamy look on her face. Luvleen gaped at her for a second and then started laughing so hard that she literally fell off the couch. Nisha continued, "Who needs real men or vibrators when you have Matt Bomer looking his fine self on TV." "You are the weirdest chick I have ever met Nish," Luvleen said while trying to contain her laughter. In all this commotion, Luvleen didn't even realize that her phone had been buzzing on the kitchen counter. The beep indicating that she had a voice message startled her. She got up and immediately checked her voicemail. As she listened to the message that was just left for her, a smile started to appear on her face. Then as soon as she hung up, she exclaimed, "Yes! Yes! Yes!" Nisha swung her head toward Luvleen, "What happened? You came too? Damn you take a long time. I feel sorry for the guy who dates you." Luvleen was in hysterics at this point, "No you silly goose! I just got a message from Law Offices of Langdon and Swift, the place where I interviewed earlier today. They want me to come back for a second interview tomorrow!"

"Yay!!" Nisha stood up on the couch and started jumping up and down like Tom Cruise, "I am so happy for you! See I told you, you'll be fine." "Oh thanks Nish," Luvleen ran to her and gave her big giant hug, "Gosh I am so excited, I need to figure out what to wear tomorrow." And with that she ran into her bedroom leaving Nisha alone on the couch. "What, you're just gonna leave me alone here? Hello! Nursing a broken heart here!" Nisha yelled after Luvleen. When she got no response, she pouted and then turned back to the TV while mumbling, "At least I have my Mattie to keep me company."

Chapter 2 Luvleen sat nervously in the lobby of the Law Offices of Langdon and Swift, as she waited to be called inside for the interview. Today, she was supposed to meet with the Raj Khanna, the associate at the firm shed be working for if she got the job. She didnt know what to expect. She just hoped that he was a nice and approachable guy so she could relax and make a good impression, because whenever she met a person for the first time, her response to them always ended up depending on their behavior and mood. If they were cold and rigid, then she would also be awkward and stiff in response; but if they were warm and friendly, then she would relax and open up. Dressing to impress was Luvleens top priority when she was getting ready this morning for the interview. Nisha had insisted that she wore the burgundy skirt-suit that had been hanging in her closet forever and had never been worn since she ordered it from a Victorias Secret catalog. Well, she hadnt worn it for a good reason. Though it looked nice and sophisticated on the model in the picture, but when Luvleen finally tried it on, she felt the slit on the side of the pencil skirt was way too inappropriate, and exposed more of her thigh than she cared to when she sat. She learned her lesson that day to never again buy work clothes from Victorias Secret, the company that thrived on making women look like super-uber sexy vixens, which she definitely didnt want to appear at work. Nisha had pretty much coerced her into wearing that particular suit to this interview, and without any pantyhose on top of that. Oh come on Luv. Sex sells, wait till this Raj dude sees you in this. Hell hire you in a second! Nisha had declared. Thank you very much Nisha for making me look like I just walked out of Sluts R Us. Luvleen cursed out Nisha in her head as she awkwardly sat in the lobby while trying to get the unruly skirt to behave and not expose too much skin. But the material kept falling on either side of her thigh at the slit. If only she could stand during the interview, then she would have no problems. What possessed her to actually listen to Nisha? She swore that shell never let her roommate make her decisions again in the matters of clothing.

Thankfully she had chosen the rest of her outfit herself that consisted of a sophisticated white blouse with ruffled collars, silver hoop earrings, and black high-heeled pumps. She had straightened her long black hair, to give herself a more polished and professional look. Hopefully the upper part of her look would distract people from her scandalous skirt. As she sat their losing the battle with her darn skirt, a short, plain brunette approached her. Luvleen looked up at her and the brunette spoke, Mr. Khanna will see you now. If you will please follow me. Luvleen stood up immediately and followed the brunette into a narrow hallway that led them to a pleasantly decorated office of a modest size. As soon as she stepped into the office her eyes fell on the tall man standing in front of the large floor-to-ceiling glass windows overlooking the gorgeous Manhattan skyline. He was talking into the Bluetooth device he wore on one of his ears. His back was turned towards her, but she could tell he was young, probably in his late twenties. His hair was jet black like hers and slightly wavy, and stylishly cut, not too long, not too short, just the perfect length that she preferred on men. He was wearing black dress slacks and a crisp white dress shirt that really accentuated his broad shoulders. Luvleen was definitely surprised. When she had found out that the attorney she would be working for was an Indian guy, she had immediately pictured him to look like the boring and nerdy lawyers with thick Indian accent and big geeky glasses who provided legal advice to Indian immigrants during the variety shows that aired on the local cable back in her New Jersey hometown. Not in her wildest dreams did she imagine that Raj Khanna would turn out to be the handsome and stylish hunk of a man standing in front of her. If this was Franklin & Bash, Raj Khanna would be a far cry from the stereotypical Indian character, the nerd Pindar Singh, instead he would actually give Peter Bash a serious run for his money in the sexiness department. While Luvleen was lost in these thoughts, the brunette whispered to her, Mr. Khanna seems to be on an important phone call, why dont you make yourself comfortable while he finishes up. And with that the brunette walked out of the office, and Luvleen turned her attention back to the intriguing man in front of her. Suddenly he slid both his hands into the pockets of his dress slacks, causing them to hug his perfectly shaped butt. Luvleen didnt mind the view. Okay Luvleen, behave! Stop staring at your potential boss butt. As she was busy giving herself a mental slap on the head, the handsome-hunk-of-a-man turned around to face her. Gosh, he was even more handsome in the front. His expressive, dark brown eyes literally pierced through her, and his striking chiseled jaw that already had traces of a five-o-clock-shadow gave her butterflies in her tummy. Gosh, could he be more handsome?! She screamed in her head, Chandler style. The handsome-hunk-of-a-man gave her an apologetic look and gestured toward a chair on the opposite side of his desk, asking her to sit down. She nodded, and immediately

proceeded to sit down, but then remembered the skirt and how it misbehaved when she sat. So, she decided to remain standing until he was safely seated on the opposite side of the desk and wouldnt be able to see the thigh exposure. She would simply make the excuse that she didnt understand his gesture, though there was the possibility that it would make her look very stupid. Oh well, better stupid than slutty! Nisha would definitely beg to differ on that statement, moreover in this situation slutty would be more beneficial to her than stupid. While the battle between stupid and slutty raged in her head, the handsome-hunk-of-a-man finished his phone conversation and stepped closer to her. You must be Luvleen Kapoor. Please have a seat! He said as he stood in front of her and extended his hand toward her in the most professional manner. She nervously took his hand in hers while trying to not get carried away by the yummy scent of his aftershave and cologne. Damn you, did you have to smell good too? Yes, I am Luvleen. Nice to finally meet you Mr. Khanna, she managed to utter the words, and waited for him to make his way to other side of desk, but the man wouldnt budge. Apparently he was waiting for her to sit down. Darn, what was she supposed to do now? She had no choice but to sit. Here it goes. Mr. Khanna, say hello to slutty Luvleen! She plopped her butt down on the chair and the stupid skirt did exactly what she was afraid of, it fell apart at the slit giving Mr. Khanna a nice view of her thigh. She kept her head down, feeling embarrassed as hell, and she could feel his eyes directly focused on her lap. Raj stood their speechless for a few moments, digesting the view in front of him. He knew he should look away before he got slapped with a sexual harassment lawsuit, but he couldnt get his stubborn eyes to behave. Then he cleared his throat, and finally got his body to cooperate with him as he walked toward the other side of the desk and sat down in his leather chair. His lips curved in a sly smile as he observed her from across the desk. Luvleen knew that the thigh exposure had brought that smile to his face, and that realization made her cheeks redder than they already were. I am sorry about making you wait. I was talking to a client and they can be a real pain sometimes, he broke the awkward silence with his deep, serenading voice. Damn, he sounds good too! Its okay Mr. Khanna, I didnt mind waiting. Thank you for calling me back for a second interview, Luvleen managed to say in a very professional tone. So, your resume looks very impressive Ms. Kapoor, he said as he sifted through the papers in front of him.

Thank you, if you think so. Though I do lack some technology skills, as Susan may have already pointed out to you, Luvleen responded. Oh no, dont sell yourself short Ms. Kapoor. That technology stuff is nothing, I am sure someone like you can learn it in a day. After all you graduated summa cum lade from Rutgers, thats pretty impressive. Thank you. I do have one question though. Why havent you gone ahead and applied to law school after finishing up undergrad studies in pre-law? Raj asked. I dont have the money right now. I plan to work for a few years and save some, then I am definitely headed to law school, she replied. Nice goal to have, and what better place to work at than a law firm. Youll gain plenty of hands on experience here, he said. Thats the plan! She chimed in enthusiastically. He smiled at her in response and then suddenly declared, Youre hired! What? Really? Just like that? Luvleen tried to contain her shock. There are like ten more people out there waiting to meet with you for a second interview. I really dont have time to meet with them all. I have to be at a deposition in like one minute. So I am going to take a gamble on you Ms. Kapoor, I am sure youll do fine, he said as he got up from his chair, picked up his suit jacket that was hanging on the backrest of his chair, and slipped into it, then proceeded to walk towards the door. See Susan on your way out, and shell get you started with the paperwork, he stood as he held the door open, waiting for her to make an exit with him. Luvleen took the cue, got up and joined him at the door. Thank you so much Mr. Khanna. You wont regret your decision, she said, her voice filled with gratitude, as she passed through the doorway. Sure. Youre welcome. By the way Ms. Kapoor, you have an intriguing first name, Luvleen. What does it mean? He asked, appearing amused. She was a little surprised at the sudden inquiry over her name, but decided to indulge him anyway, It means absorbed in love.

Wow. I knew it had something to do with love. What a lovely name. Very appropriate for a lovely lady like yourself. His voice was so sensually low that it left her tingling and utterly speechless. He suddenly let out a charming, soft laugh and said, God, I have never said love so many times in one sentence before. She smiled shyly in response and said, Thanks, for the compliment. Mr. Khanna. Youre welcome LuvleenI mean Ms. Kapoor. Ill see you tomorrow! He flashed her a dashing smile and proceeded to walk away. Luvleen stood there in a state of shock. What the heck just happened?! Did this man whom she found irresistibly attractive just flirt with her? She was going to be working for him, and see him every day. How was she going to handle this ridiculous crush of hers if he flirted with her like that? This was going to be one heck of an interesting experience working here with this Raj character. What had she gotten herself into?

Chapter 3 "How was the interview?!" Nisha shouted the question from the kitchen as soon as Luvleen entered the apartment. "Fantastic! I got the job!" Luvleen exclaimed, not being able to contain her excitement. "Yay! See I told you the short skirt will do the trick," Nisha quipped, feeling triumphant. "Um...yeah...I would like to believe that it was my talent and my achievements that got me the job. And don't you even get me started on the skirt. I am never going to listen to you again when it comes to clothes," Luvleen said as she joined Nisha in the kitchen in front of the stove. Nisha had something cooking in the pot that had managed to stink up the whole place. "Whatever, don't hate the skirt, it has powers that you could never appreciate," Nisha said mischievously and proceeded to stir a wooden spoon in the pot. Luvleen rolled her eyes, and curiously peeked into the pot and wrinkled her nose at the strong masala smell that invaded her senses. "What are you cooking Nish. You have the whole joint smelling like garlic and onions!" "My father's famous curry chicken. It's amazing. Wait till you taste it," Nisha said and then eyed Luvleen inquisitively. "What?" Luvleen asked.

"So tell me about this Raj Khanna dude," Nisha started the inquiry that Luvleen knew was coming, "What's he like? Is he young or old? Hot or not?" "Well...he's definitely not old," Luvleen hesitated a little and a wide grin appeared on her face as her thoughts traveled back to the man she just met earlier that day. Nisha got the message and squealed, "Oh my God! He's a hottie, isn't he?" "Oh he's a hottie all right. He's tall and handsome, has perfect hair that you just wanna run your fingers through, and dresses impeccably. And oh gosh, he has a terrific butt!" Luvleen gushed. "Ooh la la, you checked out his butt? Luv, I have finally managed to completely corrupt you. Welcome to the dark side," Nisha winked teasingly. Luvleen blushed. "I don't know how am I going to concentrate on my work while he's around. And as if his good looks aren't distracting enough, I think he flirted with me too." "How so?" Nisha raised an eyebrow curiously. "He made an interesting comment about my name," Luvleen divulged further. "What did he say?" "He said, What a lovely name. Very appropriate for a lovely lady like yourself." Luvleen said, trying to mimic Rajs deep male voice. Nisha gasped. "Shut up! I think you have made quite an impression on him. If you know what I mean," Nisha said while bobbing her eyebrows suggestively. "I don't blame him though. You're so gorgeous Luv, and if I were a guy, I would be all over you too. Oh my goodness, I can just picture it. You two are going to have a hot and steamy office affair. He'll be all bossy and dominating, and will seduce you in his office, and then you guys will end up having really incredible sex right there on his desk." "Whoa! Slow down there. Yeah, he's really hot, but I am not gonna have sex with him in his office. That was just harmless flirting," Luvleen exclaimed, feeling vexed yet amused over Nisha's ridiculously overactive imagination. "Sorry, I have been reading too many erotic romances lately," Nisha apologized sheepishly. "You need to lay off them; they're messing with your head. Why don't you pick up something more refined, like classic literature? Try books by Jane Austen, or the Bronte sisters, or Elizabeth Gaskell for a change," Luvleen suggested.

Nisha shrugged her shoulders. "You know my policy about books, if there is no sex, I am not interested." "True, there is no sex in the classics, but there is some really passionate romance and not to mention hot men. Darcy and John Thornton are so sexy. And oh my gosh, dont even get me started on Mr. Rochester." Luvleen started her usual litany of praises for her favorite literary heroes. It was like she was always looking for an opportunity to do that. Nisha shook her head in disagreement, "Whatever. Literary heroes bore me. I just don't get them. The whole time they are mooning over the heroines like bunch of sex-starved morons. And the heroines are such stuck up bitches by the way, who keep turning them down." "Well, they have very good reasons to be stuck up, because the heroes dont make a good impression on them in the beginning. But then the heroines eventually come to realize that the heroes are actually really good guys and are truly in love with them. So, the gals finally reciprocate, and then they all end up living happily ever after." Luvleen jumped to the defense of her beloved literary masterpieces. "Yeah, and it takes them about ten years to finally get together. I don't have the patience for that kind of stuff. I like instant gratification. I like the dominant and possessive heroes of the modern day erotic romances better, who don't take no for an answer, and take what they want. And that's how you get a sex scene within the first twenty pages of the book. Now that's what I call romance. How hot is that?" Nisha stood by her stance adamantly. "So tell me honestly. Wouldn't you rather have a man say to you, 'You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you,' than say something like, 'I want to F you, right now?'" Luvleen posed the million dollar question at Nisha, smiling smugly, thinking she had finally nailed the argument. Nisha paused for a moment, thought hard and then went in for the kill, About the former, nobody talks like that anymore Luv, so don't even hold your breath for someone to say that to you in real life. And as far as the latter is concerned, it's so damn hot that it just makes me wanna take off my clothes." Luvleen groaned with irritation. "You're a hopeless case Nish." "Psych, I was just messing with you Luv. To be honest, I also kinda dig those classic literary heroes. I havent actually read most of those books, but I have seen the film adaptations, and boy did they cast the roles well! Darcy, Thornton and Rochester can profess their undying love to me any time! If you know what I mean," Nisha said, as mischief twinkled in her eyes. "You're so greedy. You want them all!" Luvleen laughed in disbelief.

"You know me," Nisha winked teasingly, then held up the wooden spoon near Luvleen's face. "Here, taste this, it's done." Luvleen reluctantly licked the spoon and was pleasantly surprised that the stuff actually tasted good. "It's not bad. Suddenly I am feeling very hungry. Let's eat." Nisha suddenly glanced at the clock on the wall and jumped. "Oh no, I gotta go. I am supposed to be dealing drugs and selling condoms to horny men in like twenty minutes." She was talking about her job at their neighborhood Duane Reade. Though she didnt actually need to work, her wealthy father was taking care of all of her bills, but this was just to earn some extra cash while she tried to finish up her undergrad degree at NYU. "You're unbelievable Nish. Here you are cooking an elaborate meal and yapping away like you have all the time in the world. Seriously Nish youre becoming a major slacker, you need to get your act together. Now go take a shower, and I'll pack up your food for you. You don't have enough time to eat here," Luvleen scolded Nisha and practically pushed her into the bathroom. Gosh Luv. When you talk like this, I feel like I am back living with my dad, Nisha complained, and proceeded to shut the bathroom door. ----------------------Luvleen picked a very chic pair of black dress slacks and a pink chiffon blouse for her first day at work. That paired with her trusty dusty black pumps and her straightened long black hair completed a perfect professional look. She arrived at the office exactly at eight o' clock, feeling sure that she would be greeted by Raj himself. But, when she got there, he was nowhere to be found. She was shown to her desk by the HR lady. The desk was situated right outside Raj's office. A huge glass window gave her a wide view of the inside of his office. As she sat there and acclimated herself with her new surroundings, she couldn't help but feel bored. To kill time she took her compact out of her purse and examined her make-up, which obviously did not need any touch ups because she had just applied it a little bit ago. She had gone through great lengths this morning to make sure that the makeup was absolutely perfect; not that she was trying to look extra cute to impress her boss or anything. Yeah right! Not knowing what else to do, she started running her fingers through her hair; the hair could always use some fixing. As she was busy doing that, she heard someone clear his throat behind her. She quickly shoved the compact back in her purse, spun her chair around, and found Raj standing in front of her. He was clad in a trendy and very flattering navy blue suit straight out of Ralph Laurens latest formal collection. His eyes were sparkling and observing her carefully while his lips were slightly curved in a smile. Her nerves went haywire as she faced her new devilishly handsome boss again. She had thought that the initial infatuation she felt for him after their first meeting would most

likely wear off by the time she saw him again, and everything would be normal. But, oh boy, was she wrong. After her big move to New York City a month and a half ago, the only Indian guys she had run into in the city were the unkempt, thug-wannabe losers, and she had pretty much given up all hope that she would ever meet a decent Indian guy that actually appealed to her. Meeting Raj, a smart, successful, and debonair Indian man was so refreshing to her, and not to mention, such a turn-on. "Good morning, I am sorry I am a little late," he said in a super charming manner. "That's okay Mr. Khanna. No harm done," she said. "Okay first of all, call me Raj. Mr. Khanna makes me sound like an old cranky fart," he said with humor apparent in his voice. Luvleen bit back a giggle and nodded. "All right, Raj it is." "That sounds better. Now let me give you a quick run-down on how to handle the phone, because it is going to start ringing off the hook any minute now," Raj continued. "Wait," Luvleen held up a finger and quickly grabbed a notepad and a pen with her other hand, then said, "Now go on." Raj smiled then spoke, "Always check with me first before you transfer the calls to me." "Got it." "Now this is very important. Whenever Mr. Swift or Mr. Langdon call, I am always available to talk, doesn't matter where I am, whether or not I am in the office. Patch them through to my cell if I am not here." Raj added. "What if you're at the courthouse, in the middle of a hearing or in a deposition?" Luvleen asked. "Text me, and I'll find a way to get back to them as soon as I can." "And what if you're in the bathroom. Should I just bring the phone to you there?" Luvleen said while trying hard to suppress a grin. Raj couldn't hold back his laugh. "So you have a sense of humor too. That's good. Looks like you'll keep me entertained. And to answer your question, yes. As long as you don't mind going into the men's room." "I am sorry, I was just goofing. Ignore my last comment," Luvleen said as a blush stained her cheeks.

Raj chuckled and went on, "Okay now, I must warn you that my mother calls very often. I want you to listen carefully to what I am about to say. Whenever my mother calls, I am never in the office, even if I am. Got it?" "Bosses...yes...mother...no," Luvleen muttered as she jotted down the notes on the notepad and then snickered to herself. "What's so funny?" Raj picked up on her amusement and gave in to curiosity. "Oh um," she looked up and met his gaze. "It's just that I couldn't help but notice that you're avoiding your mother, and I just thought it was just so very typical." Raj let out a loud exasperated sigh in response, and ran his one hand through his hair. Luvleen felt a strong urge to do the same to his hair, and had to curl her hands into fists to stop the urge. His hair was so gorgeous. It was like it beckoned and dared women to sensually run their fingers through it. What was a woman to do?! "It's not that I don't love my mother. As a matter of fact, I do. But lately she's been really bugging me about getting married." Raj offered an explanation, and some might think that it was a bit too much information to be divulged to his secretary on her first day, but Luvleen didn't seem to mind at all. He was talking about marriage and most likely was about to give some kind of an insight into his love life, and suddenly Luvleen felt very interested. He went on further. "She calls almost every other day, asking me to meet some daughter of a 'good friend.' I mean how many 'good friends' she can possibly have. I am sure these 'good friends' are nothing but complete strangers that she just met at some society party." Luvleen fought back an urge to laugh as he made quotation marks in the air with his fingers every time he said 'good friends.' "Sounds like your mother wants you to be happily married and settled down. All Indian mothers are like that, in fact all mothers are like that," she voiced her opinion, and tried to cut his mother some slack. "Well, I am not interested in the girls she wants me to meet. When and if I do get married, I want it to be with someone I have known for a while and someone I picked, not some stranger my mother picked for me," Raj countered her point. "In that case Raj, I will certainly make sure that your mother doesn't get through to you while I am manning these phones," she said with a sassy yet reassuring smile. "Thanks Luv. Can I call you Luv? Luvleen takes too much time to say, and you already know how pressed I am for time," he asked. "Sure! All my good friends call me Luv as well," she replied.

"So does this mean I am one of your good friends now?" He leaned in closer, flashing her his signature charming smile. "Hey, we just met. Friendship will take time to develop," Luvleen retorted sassily. "Isn't it a line from a Bollywood movie," he asked, as his face lit up with amusement. "Why, yes it is. You know your Bollywood. I am impressed," she said playfully. He chuckled. "Well, I am glad that I made a good impression on you. Hopefully friendship will follow soon. With that he walked into his office and settled down at his desk. Luvleen enjoyed the view he presented through the glass window. She could definitely get used to that view. But too bad she couldn't enjoy it for too long because the phone started ringing, and next thing she knew she had quite a lot of tasks lined up needing to be done, and off she went with her first very busy day at work. -------------Raj was right, the mother was a regular caller at the office. Luvleen wasn't even half way done with her first day when the phone rang and she saw the name, 'Dimple Khanna,' flashing on the caller ID. Must be the mother, she mused, and couldn't help but think that her name was absolutely adorable! She wondered if the woman actually had dimples. "I am sorry Mrs. Khanna, but Mr. Khanna is not in his office right now. May I take a message?" After the initial greetings Luvleen told the inevitable lie, while she shook her head disapprovingly at Raj as she watched him through the glass window. "Oh no, this boy is never in his office. Anyway, can you give him a message from me? Tell him that I want him to call me back as soon as possible. There is someone I want him to meet," his mother's voice contained a strange mix of frustration and excitement on the other side. "I'll certainly be sure to give him the message Mrs. Khanna," Luvleen said in a sympathizing manner. "Thank you. Wait, are you the new secretary?" his mother suddenly asked the question. "Yes I am." "What's your name?"

"Luvleen." "So you are Indian!" the mother's voice became a little too high pitched. "Yes ma'am," Luvleen responded politely, and felt a little wary about the direction this conversation was taking. "How old are you, where are you from, and where do your parents live?" The mother bombarded her with more questions, and now Luvleen finally understood why the son avoided her. "I am 22, and I am from New Jersey. My parents still live there," Luvleen replied cautiously. "Oh very good. I would love to meet you sometime Luvleen. I think I need to make a trip to the city soon," the mother chirped on the other side. Luvleen suddenly panicked. Was the mother actually thinking what Luvleen was afraid of? She couldn't possibly be making a match between Luvleen and her son in her head, could she? Is the woman that desperate? Oh boy! The mother continued to talk, "You know Luvleen, my son is the most eligible bachelor in our community. He has a great career and he's so handsome. But, I am starting to get really worried about him now. He keeps turning down all the good girls I have introduced him to. He's 27 now and not getting any younger." "Oh don't worry Mrs. Khanna, I am sure everything will turn out just fine with your son. I am sure you're a busy lady, so I don't want to keep you occupied," Luvleen desperately tried to end the conversation before the mother suggested a date and the venue for their wedding. "All right. Well it was very nice talking to you Luvleen. Can't wait to meet you!" the mother squealed enthusiastically. "Bye now, have a great day." Luvleen immediately pushed the end call button before the mother started suggesting baby names. Luvleen slouched back in her chair and took a deep breath. At that moment she wished she had a secretary who could screen all her calls and never let his mother through to her again.

Chapter 4

It was the end of the day. Luvleen was gathering her stuff and getting ready to head out when Raj suddenly peeked out of his office and cleared his throat to get her attention. Luvleen looked up at him questioningly, "Did you need something?" "Are you doing anything after work today?" he inquired. "No, not really. I was just gonna go home, eat some leftover food and watch Law and Order reruns." She smiled sheepishly and cringed inwardly at the realization that her plans for the evening may have sounded a bit pathetic. "Wow, aren't you a party animal!" He teased. "Yeah, yeah. I know. Move over Paris Hilton, theres a new party girl in town," she said sarcastically. He laughed. "Listen, a bunch of us are going to the bar next door for happy hour, do you wanna join us?" "Sure, sounds like fun," she said. "Great! Give me five minutes to finish up in here, and then we can go together," he said and walked back into the office. Half an hour later, Luvleen found herself huddled up in a booth in the noisy bar with Raj and three of their co-workers. She was sandwiched between Jen, a junior associate at the firm, and Sylvie, another secretary like herself. On the opposite side of the booth were Raj and Brian, another senior associate at the firm. "Luvleen, you need to watch out for this guy. He's a complete goofball. Don't take him too seriously, otherwise he'll drive you crazy," Jen addressed Luvleen while suppressing a laugh as Raj gave her a very dirty look. "What? It's the truth Raj! I am doing a public service. The girl should be warned." She added sassily. "Wow Jen, maybe you should do those 'School is Cool' or 'Crack is Whack' type of public service ads, you'd be perfect in those," Raj responded sarcastically, then turned to Luvleen. "Don't listen to her Luv. She's just jealous of me, and is always trying to make me look bad," Raj said cockily while winking at Jen. Jen mimicked him, expressing her annoyance which made Raj laugh out loud. Luvleen just sat there, nodding and smiling quietly, while the others busied themselves with drinking and taking jabs at each other.

Sylvie had been noticing that Luvleen had ordered a non-alcoholic beverage and she couldn't help but ask, "Luvleen, you don't drink?" "Yeah," Luvleen replied, feeling a bit awkward being put on the spot like that. "But why? You're missing out on so much fun!" Sylvie obviously was tipsy, and she definitely wasn't missing out on anything, that was for sure. "I don't know, I just grew up in a very conservative home. We never drank, and the habit has sort of stuck with me," Luvleen responded awkwardly. "Oh that sucks. Well there's always a first time for everything!" Sylvie slid a beer glass in front of Luvleen, urging her to drink. Luvleen laughed uncomfortably, "I...don't....think...so. Thanks though." Oh come on Luvleen. Take a sip! Sylvie seemed relentless. "Hey Sylvie, leave her alone." Raj jumped to Luvleens rescue, then while turning his attention to Luvleen, he said, "I actually find that refreshing and endearing Luvleen that you don't drink. Good for you! This means that you never have to worry about those nasty hangovers. I bet Sylvie can tell you a thing or two about how nasty those hangovers can be." Sylvie rolled her eyes at Raj and then gave him a finger, causing everyone to laugh out loud at the table. As Raj talked, his eyes continued to scan his surroundings. Something very interesting must have caught his attention, because his gaze suddenly froze in a specific direction for more than whats considered normal. Brian noticed a mischievous glint in Rajs eyes which meant that he was up to something no good. Oh no. I know that look. Whats cooking in that evil brain of yours? Brian asked Raj, curiosity getting the best of him. "Hey Brian, dude, I bet you one hundred dollars that you dont stand a chance with that chick over there at the bar," Raj said to Brian while gesturing with his eyes toward the bar. Brian turned his head around to take a look at the girl Raj was talking about, and saw an extremely sexy Latina, who could easily give Sophia Vergara a run for her money. She was sitting alone at the bar, sipping a martini, and obviously waiting to be picked up. Brian scoffed and said, "You're on dude! Watch and learn." Brian slipped out of the booth and swaggered toward the bar, while the group burst into giggles. As he approached the Latino bombshell, he gave her a flirtatious nod and sat

down on the stool next to her. The group watched as he exchanged a few words with her. Within a few seconds Brian made his way back to the booth with a sour expression on his face. Laughter and taunts waited him upon his return. He rolled his eyes dismissively. Shes not my type. Brian obviously made up the lie to save face, but no one bought it. "All right dude pay up. I told you, you didn't have a chance in hell with her," Raj teased. "Whatever!" Brian took out his wallet and pulled out a hundred dollar bill from it. While handing it to Raj he said, "I'd like to see you try your luck with her." "Really?" Raj said in surprise, then looked around at everyone else. They were all nodding and challenging him as well. "Fine, you're on Brian. If I am able to pick her up, you'll owe me another hundred bucks!" he said to Brian. "You're on!" Brian exclaimed. "Now watch a pro at work!" Raj declared and confidently got up from his seat, then smoothly walked up to the Latina. The group watched with great interest and anticipation. Luvleen couldn't help but get sucked into all of this. She really wanted to see what Raj had up his sleeve. Did he have the same effect on other women as he did on her? As Raj approached the Latina he flashed her a flamboyant smile. The Latina smiled back. That was a good sign. Then he sat down next to her at the bar, took out his business card and handed it to her. She eyed the card with interest, while Raj leaned in, drawing his lips closer to her one ear. He whispered something suavely, and the woman let out a ditsy laugh. Everyone's jaw dropped at the booth. The dude was in. How was that possible? Before they even had a chance to blink, the Latina planted a kiss on Raj's cheek and everyone at the booth almost spit out their drinks in utter astonishment. How did he manage to melt the ice princess?! "Son of a bitch!" Brian shouted. Raj stole a glance at the group and winked at them slyly, making them all cheer for him, except for Brian of course, who could only scowl as smoke escaped from his ears. Luvleen, was watching the whole scene intently, but only she had felt that something was fishy. This all seemed a bit too easy, and she was going to get to the bottom of this. Meanwhile Raj finished talking with the woman and walked back to the group smiling victoriously. "Ladies and gentleman! This is how it's done!" He declared cockily. The girls clapped and shouted words of encouragement, while Brian said a few words of profanity.

"Come on man, there's another hundred dollar bill in your wallet with my name written all over it," Raj said to Brian with a huge boastful grin. Not so fast Mr. Casanova. I dont see her with you! Brian protested. Shell call me. Well hook up later, Raj winked. Brian responded with more profanity while pulling out another hundred dollar bill from his wallet and throwing it at Raj. ------------------As the evening progressed, everyone vacated the booth one by one to go home, until Raj and Luvleen were the only ones left. "I hope we didn't scare you with our obnoxiousness. If you don't want to hang out with us after tonight, I'll totally understand," he said jokingly. Luvleen laughed in response and said, "You guys certainly put on a show. I was definitely entertained." "I am glad we were able to entertain you," he said playfully. Luvleen chuckled, then narrowed her eyes at him and said in a skeptical tone, "So how did you really manage to get that muy caliente babe to kiss you?" He gasped, pretending to be shocked, and said in an exaggerated manner, "It was my pure irresistible masculine charm and magnetism. I have that kind of effect on ladies, you know." Luvleen laughed out loud, "Yeah seriously, I am not buying that. That seemed a bit too easy." He smiled then raised his hands up in defeat, "Okay you got me. I just told her that I am a lawyer, and if she'd kiss me, then I would offer her my legal services for free in case she needed to sue someone. You know, go all pro bono." Luvleen cracked up at the revelation, "I knew it! This is the typical manipulative and cunning behavior I would expect from a lawyer. Oh dont you also start with that whole clichd all lawyers go to hell crap! Raj exclaimed in defense. Well, most of them do! Luvleen teased him further.

If lawyers are so evil, then why do you want to become one? Raj stared straight at her questioningly. For you information, I want to be the good, noble kind. I want to stand up for the justice and the truth. Defend the innocent, Luvleen responded confidently. Raj chuckled and shook his head. Seems like you have been watching Raising the Bar lately. You sound just like those righteous and idealistic public defenders from that show. Luvleen grinned. Hey dont diss that show. It actually raised some really important issues about the holes in our criminal justice system. It was an eye opener. WhateverI just watched it for the hot girls, He said cheekily. Ugh, Luvleen rolled her eyes, Typical thing for a guy to say. Oh yeah? Like you werent checking out the guys in the show? He said, grinning impishly. She blushed in response. I have to admit. That Zack Morris grew up to become one good-looking man. Now it was Rajs turn to roll his eyes. Luvleen continued, I cant believe they cancelled the show though. It was so good. I am glad they did. I am getting tired of all these legal dramas, TV shows or movies that depict unrealistically heroic attorneys standing up for the little guy. And the big corporations, like the ones I represent, are always the bad guys. For once I would like to see the corporations being portrayed as the good guys and lawyers defending them as heroes. Raj retaliated. Luvleen couldnt help but laugh out loud. Yeah, dream on. Big corporations can never be the good guys. Corporations always screw over the little guy; it cannot be the other way around. It can. I mean I have defended some of our clients against some actual bogus lawsuits. The little guy is not always the victim. Sometimes hes the lying, scheming, and moneygrubbing bastard. Luvleen snickered in response. If you say so. Then suddenly she narrowed her eyes curiously at him. How long have you been practicing law? About six years, he answered. You know, I gotta ask you. You are too young to be a senior associate. I mean, I know people your age who are still in law school or trying to clear bar exams. How did you manage to get ahead so fast? She asked.

He sighed and spoke as if he were embarrassed of what he was about to reveal. I got an early start on things. Skipped a few grades back in grade school. Finished law school when I was twenty-one and have been working since then. Wow. You must be really smart! Luvleen marveled at the newly revealed information about him. Not really he tried to downplay it. No really. Its a good thing. You should be proud of it. She insisted on her stance. Its not such a good thing when youre the youngest and smallest kid in your grade and everybody teases you. He said. Oh no. She said with a pout, trying to be sympathetic. Dont worry about it. I got over it. Plus, halfway through high school, I shot up to six feet. No one teased me after that. He said with a triumphant smile. And look at where you are now. All that grade skipping was worth everything you have now. Success, a promising career at such a young age. I am really impressed. She said admiringly. This is the second time I have made a good impression on you, Luv. So does this mean were good friends now, or do you think its gonna take more time. He smiled at her, his gaze warm and genuine. She smiled back at him. Yes, we are friends now. Happy? Yay! Lucky me. He said jokingly. Oh please! Luvleen threw a napkin at him. Suddenly she felt very much at ease with him, as if theyd known each other for a long time. She felt that she could talk to him for hours and hours about anything and not get bored. The two were having so much fun talking and sharing stories that they didnt even realize that it had gotten pretty late. When Luvleen finally checked her watch, she muttered, "Oh wow it's getting late, I need to get going." Ill walk you out. He said. Both got up and left the bar together.

Outside, they stood at the sidewalk, as Luvleen tried to figure out her way to the nearest subway station. "Do you live nearby?" he asked. "Just a half an hour subway ride," she replied. "You're not taking subway alone at this time. Get a cab," he suggested. "I don't have the money for a cab," she said plainly. "Then I'll get you one," he said and before she could protest he had already hailed one for her. He stood at the curb, holding the cab's door open for her. "Your carriage awaits, my lady," he mimicked a British accent, while smiling at her, and gesturing at her to get in. She smiled back and quietly got into the cab. He closed the door. Then moving to the passengers side window, he addressed the driver, "Take the lady wherever she wants to go." Then he took out a twenty from his wallet and handed it to the driver, "Keep the change." Luvleen pulled down her window and said, "You didn't have to do that Raj." "Oh don't worry about it. Have a good night," he said with the most charming smile that made Luvleen's heart flutter, and before she could respond the cab drove off. He just stood there for a few moments, gazing longingly in the direction the cab went, then took a step backward and stumbled into someone standing right behind him. He spun around immediately and found the same Latina from the bar standing in front of him, batting her eyelashes sexily at him. "Raj, I know you offered your legal services to me, but I was wondering if there are other services that you provide," she said huskily in her thick, sensuous Latin accent while playing with the collars of his shirt. Raj let out an uncomfortable laugh, and studied her with an amused expression, contemplating what do with the perfect opportunity that universe just presented him with. Any guy would thank the gods of fornication and jump at the opportunity, but for some strange reason he didn't feel compelled to take her up on her offer. "As tempted as I am, gorgeous, I think I am gonna take a rain check. I am a little occupied tonight," his gaze traveled in the direction of Luvleen's cab. The Latina pouted with disappointment, and then took out a card and a pen from her clutch. She placed the card flat on his chest and scribbled down her number on it, then gazed up at him through her eyelashes seductively and purred, "Call me if you change your mind. Ill be more than happy to accommodate you. She slid the card in the breast

pocket of his suit jacket with a wink and walked away slowly. Her hips swaying provocatively with each step she took, while she looked over her shoulder to give him one last sensual glance. A beautiful, gorgeous, absolutely delicious woman was throwing herself at him but he had no interest whatsoever. What the hell was wrong him? Last time he checked, he was still straight. He was baffled, completely dumbfounded with this weird turn of events. He raked his mind for answers, and got nothing. Must be exhaustion and stress from work, he figured, and decided to call it a night.

Chapter 5 Time flies when you're having fun. It was so true in Luvleen's case. Her first month at work went by so fast that she didn't even realize it. Working with Raj was a roller coaster ride. He kept her on her toes. This guy must have been a class clown while growing up, because he was a complete goofball, always making up jokes, cracking Luvleen up. He wasn't just funny, he was the biggest flirt she had ever met. Now she realized that it wasn't just her that he flirted with constantly, it was pretty much every female in the office. Luvleen couldn't help but admit that she was a little disappointed, but oh well, it made it working with him a little easier, and she was grateful for that. On personal level they were becoming fast friends, but they were really hitting it off on professional level as well. Luvleen proved to be a competent and reliable secretary and assisted Raj with preparing for each and every case with a lot of dedication. He was amazed at how smart and sharp-minded she was. She had the tendency to work exceptionally well in a legal environment and had the ability to take on a lot of workload which was above and beyond her call of duty. Sometimes he felt that she was spoiling him. If she were to quit now, he would be a complete mess. On one particular crazy morning, he was literally in and out of his office. After having been at the courthouse for a hearing he had to run back to the office to sit in on a deposition, and then he had another trip to the courthouse lined up on his schedule later in the afternoon involving another case. When he came out of the conference room after the deposition, he was burned out and just about ready to crash. He loosened his tie as he approached his office, walking past Luvleens desk. She looked up at him and gave him a sympathetic smile. Busy day? You have no idea, and its not even half way done. He responded, sounding absolutely exhausted.

Oh you poor baby. She said while pouting her lips, then held out a manila envelope toward him. I hate to put more burden on you, but I have been studying our clients annual reports from last few years, as you asked me to, and have highlighted some financial activity that might help you with todays hearing. You need to go through these thoroughly though, before the hearing starts this afternoon. Oh great! Thanks Luv. I have an hour, thats more than enough time, he took the envelope from her and proceeded to walk toward his office when Luvleen called out from behind him, A venti White Chocolate Mocha is waiting for you at your desk! You are the best Luv. You know exactly what I want and when I want it. Its like you have ESP, he said. She winked knowingly in response. About an hour later, he had to leave for the courthouse again. He gathered his stuff and proceeded to walk toward the elevators when suddenly he heard Luvleen running after him and trying to get his attention. Raj wait! She shouted. He turned around and watched her questioningly. Your tie. You forgot to fix it. Its still loose. You cant show up at the court looking like this. She said as she approached him. Oh yeah, he tiredly looked down at his tie. Both of his hands were occupied at the moment. His briefcase in one hand, and a stack of files in the other. Oh damn, how the heck do I do this now? He mumbled. Here, let me, Luvleen said and took a step closer to him. Without wasting another split second she proceeded to tighten the tie around his neck. There you go! She said when she was all done. Her eyes met his, as her hands still grasped the knot of his tie and rested comfortably on his chest. He had a faint smile on his lips. There was something in his eyes, and the manner he smiled at her. A genuine admiration and something more. A spark that stirred something deep inside her. Her hands lingered on his chest. She couldnt get herself to move them. His eyes darkened and held her eyes captive, refusing to let her look away. Then suddenly the elevator door slid open with a loud ding, and the spell broke. Thanks Luv, He murmured as he stepped into the elevator. Before she was able to respond, the door closed and he was out of sight.

What the heck was that? She mused. A huge grin appeared on her face. Whatever it was, it was pretty interesting and made her smile all the way back to her desk. Half an hour later, she noticed the Starbucks cup on his desk, and presumed that it was empty. Since she needed a reason to get up and stretch her legs, she walked into his office under the pretense of throwing away the empty coffee cup when she suddenly noticed a familiar manila envelope sitting on his desk. Darn it! It was the same one she gave him this morning. The one that contained important documents that he needed for the hearing he was currently at! Shit! He forgot them! Hes so gonna be screwed without these. Without thinking twice, she grabbed the envelope and literally ran to the elevators. He had most likely made it to the courthouse by now, but the hearing wouldnt start for another five minutes. If she was really quick, she could make it on time, or so she thought. The walk to the courthouse from their office building was a good ten minute walk, about five blocks. She would have to run really fast, though she had never attempted to run in high-heels, but she was optimistic that she would make it. And with that determination she hit the street. Every person she passed on the street thought that she was either crazy or being chased by someone, most likely police. It was New York City, anything was possible. She was surprised at how fast she could run with the three-inch heels that she had on. This had to be a record-breaking achievement of some kind. She would have to call Guinness Book of World Records later to discuss that possibility. Right now, she was only focused on getting the papers to Raj as soon as possible. Meanwhile in the courtroom the hearing had begun. Raj was breezing through it all. The witness testimonies and cross examinations went really well, and he felt he had an edge over the opposing counsel. Now all he had to do was bring out the big guns and go for the kill. Your honor, I would like to submit into evidence, Jones Financial Groups most recent annual reports that prove that there has been absolutely no financial wrongdoing on their part. Raj announced confidently and walked toward the defense counsels table. He reached into his briefcase to pull out the manila envelope, but couldnt find it there. He told himself not to panic just yet, and decided to check in the files piled on the table. When he didnt find the damn envelope there as well, he shot an angry glare at the junior associate on the case, who happened to be Jen. She had done pretty much nothing to help him with this case other than look pretty and show some leg to keep the client happy. Where the hell is the annual report? He hissed through clenched teeth. I dont know anything about any annual report, Jen retorted in a bitchy manner.

The client could overhear everything and did not seem amused. He gave Raj the dontyou-dare-mess-this-up look, causing Raj to go into full panic mode. Shit, shit, shit. I forgot the damn reports at my desk. Damn it! More expletives echoed in his head as he shook it while fuming with anger. Is everything okay counselor? The judges patronizing voice interrupted the profanity filled tirade in his head. Yes your honor, I just need a moment, he tried to sound calm and collected, but inside he was freaking out. Then suddenly he heard the doors to the courtroom open abruptly and saw Luvleen emerge from behind them. He felt as if he just found an oasis in the middle of a desert. She was running. As she approached the bar, she waved the manila envelope in the air. Oh thank God! He shouted in his head and quickly walked toward Luvleen, who was panting and gasping for breath at his point. Seemed like she ran all the way from the office. Here, you forgot these, she whispered as she attempted to breathe normally, while handing him the envelope. Youre a life saver Luv. He said as he took the envelope from her. He wanted to give her a hug and a kiss, but that wouldnt have been appropriate courtroom behavior, so instead he beamed at her with absolute gratitude sparkling in his eyes. She nodded in response. He turned around and proceeded with his argument. Luvleen took a seat in the back of the courtroom, partly to get her breathing back to normal, and partly because she was curious to see Raj in action. She was blown away by how confidently and easily he moved around the courtroom, as he made his argument, and addressed the judge and the jury. He was really good at it, and he completely nailed this case as well. She could see the opposing counsel actually grimacing as Raj spoke. The guy was a gifted attorney for sure. ----------Luv, you really saved my butt today! I cant thank you enough. Raj gushed as he approached her desk later that evening. She was getting ready to go home. She smiled in response. Oh dont mention it. She said nonchalantly. How about I take you out to dinner. What would you like? Lets check out that swanky new Italian place that just opened next door? He asked. Oh no, thats not necessary.

Oh come on, let me thank you properly. He insisted. If you want to feed me, then how about we skip the fancy restaurant, and hit Subway. Suddenly I have this weird craving for their Sweet Onion Chicken Teriyaki sub. She said cheerfully. He laughed in response. Subway? Really? This is your chance to really take advantage of my generosity. Nah! Its not my style to take advantage of people. She said sassily. You are really something Luv. He said while studying her with great interest. She blushed in response. All right, come on, lets get you your sweet teriyaki onion, he said. She cracked up. Its Sweet Onion Chicken Teriyaki. Get your facts straight, she sassed him further. He grinned at her in response. ---------So boy genius, were you also a spelling-bee champ back in your school days? Luvleen asked as she took a bite of her Sweet Onion Chicken Teriyaki sub. Oh no, no, no. He couldnt emphasize the word no more. It was so comical that Luvleen couldnt help but laugh. Why not? You had all the makings for it, she asked. I drew the line there with my parents. No spelling bees for me. They had already tortured me enough with the whole grade skipping mess. He said. Then you must have been a mathlete. She asked teasingly. Hell no. Do I look like that big of a loser to you? He said humorously. Then he decided to ask her a few questions. What about you? I bet you were a smart kid back in school as well. I guess. I wasnt a genius like you. Didnt skip any grades or anything. But I was always on the honor roll. I guess if my parents had enough time to help me with my homework and really paid attention to my academics, I could have achieved more. Your parents were busy?

Yeah, they worked like hell. Day and night shifts at gas stations, 7-11s. You name it. We needed money. She said with a sigh. It must have been tough. He said in a sympathizing manner, and inwardly felt a little guilty for having had a privileged upbringing. His father was a heart surgeon, thus he never had to see his parents struggle for money to keep the family afloat. They could afford all the quality care and education for him, enrolled him in the best private schools and academic programs, that helped nurture his gift, and got him where he was now. He had taken all of that for granted, but now he was starting to realize that not everyone was as lucky as him. There were people like Luvleen, who didnt have much but still worked hard and got ahead, purely on their own merit, without the aid of any privileges like he had. This realization made him respect her even more. Luvleen said with a smile, We survived. I love my parents though. They worked really hard, but they still took good care of me and my sister, put me through college. I couldnt ask for more. And things are much better now. My dad owns a convenient store of his own, so all that hard work paid off. Raj couldnt help but smile back at her. Suddenly he noticed a skinny, young girl sitting in the booth behind them eating some sort of a spinach salad. He couldnt help but snicker at the way she was trying to look all sexy while talking to the guy sitting from across her with spinach stuck between her teeth. They seemed to be on a date. Who takes someone to Subway on a date? Raj thought. The guy is a total loser, and the girl is wasting her time trying to impress him. Then suddenly it occurred to him that he was also at Subway with a girl. But this wasnt a date. It was just two friends/co-workers just hanging out after work. No biggie. Now, hypothetically speaking, if he were to take Luvleen out on a real date, he would definitely go all out. A date with Luvleen? The idea didnt seem all that bad. What were you laughing at? Luvleens question interrupted his train of thought. He made her aware of the comical situation happening in the booth behind them. Luvleen couldnt help but laugh at the situation as well. How come youre not eating a salad, like that chick? All the girls I know eat salads. Its like the official food for women, or something. He said teasingly. I eat what I want to eat, and maintain a healthy and active lifestyle. I am not going to starve myself to stay thin. she said as she took the last bite of her sandwich unabashedly. He couldnt help but smile at her approvingly.

I think I am gonna go for a chocolate chip cookie now, she said after swallowing her last bite. You have room left in there for a cookie? He said teasingly while pointing at her stomach. Theres always room for some chocolate in a girls tummy! Chocolate is like a girls best friend, She said. I thought it was diamonds. He said, suppressing a smile. Nope. I changed it to chocolate. It is more affordable and not to mention much more pleasurable. She said cheekily. Even more pleasurable than sex? He said with a mischievous grin and noticed a tinge of red appear in her cheeks. She lowered her lashes and shifted awkwardly in her seat, while mumbling, I dont think I have the expertise to comment on that. Shit, did I just say that? Youre talking like youve never hadwaityouve neveroh. He spoke in broken sentences as the realization dawned upon him that she had just admitted to being a virgin. Luvleen couldnt believe her big mouth. It wasnt like she was embarrassed of being a twenty-two year old virgin. So what if she was. Whoop-dee-doo. It was her choice. But it wasn't the type of thing that she wanted to advertise to the whole world, especially to Raj. She could have deflected Rajs comment about sex in many ways, but no, she had to say something idiotic that gave her away immediately. Sure she hadnt spelled it out for him, but the man was a freaking genius, of course he figured it out. She could sense his eyes fixed on her, studying her. She didnt want to know what he was thinking. It was time to change the subject. Are you getting me a cookie or do I have to spend my own dollar on it? She asked bossily, crossing her arms over her chest. Ill get you your cookie, he chuckled as he got up and walked up to the counter. As soon as he was away from the table, she sighed and grimaced. Raj observed her from the cash register as he purchased the cookie. He couldnt understand how could a girl as pretty as Luvleen still be a virgin. How come a guy hadnt made a move on her yet? Maybe having grown up in a conservative family had something to do with it. Clearly she must have had guys falling at her feet throughout school and college. Heck had he gone to school with her, he would have most likely been one of her admirers. But he probably would have never made a move on her, because he kept his distance from Indian girls back in the day. There was one thing he had learned

from his experience, and that was: the hotter the Indian girl, the scarier the father. Those chicks were not to be messed with. And now, it made perfect sense as to why Luvleen was so inexperienced in the love department. He felt certain that Luvleens father must have run a real tight shift to keep all the horny boys away from her. That was a comical thought. He could just picture an angry looking Punjabi dude giving Luvleens admirers the stink eye from miles away, and the guys stumbling over each other and fleeing from the scene. The thought made him chuckle. After dinner the two took a stroll around Manhattan. That whole evening, Raj continuously felt that Luvleen was completely unlike any other girl he had come across. Any other girl of his acquaintance would have jumped at the opportunity of having dinner at a fancy restaurant and wouldnt have cared if it put a dent in his wallet. But Luvleen only wanted a five dollar sub. She was so adorably unworldly. Some would find that unexciting, but he was finding her naivet endearing and refreshing. The whole time they were together that evening, he couldnt help but notice that she had a very lively personality, had a witty comeback for all of his smart-ass quips, and the most adorable and infectious laugh. Though, she didnt laugh like a complete ditz at all of his corny jokes like other girls usually did. She had no problem letting him know when something wasnt funny. This girl was real, no fronts, no games, no pretensions. He thought girls like that didnt exist anymore.

Chapter 6 It was a busy afternoon at the office. Luvleen was at her desk, trying to juggle million things at once and have lunch at the same time. Raj was away at a meeting. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a beautiful brunette, who could pass for a supermodel, walked into the office suite, and made her way straight towards Raj's office. When she didn't find him in there she turned around and came up to Luvleen's desk. "Excuse me, when is Raj coming back?" she asked. Luvleen had just taken a bite of her sandwich and had mayo and ketchup smeared on the corners of her mouth. She wiped her mouth with a napkin clumsily and gaped at the brunette like an idiot. Then she swallowed the bite in record time and spoke, "Um...Mr. Khanna is in a meeting. He should be finishing up right about now. Do you have an appointment with him?" Luvleen awkwardly turned her attention to Raj's calendar on her monitor. "Oh no, I don't have an appointment. We were just supposed to have lunch today," the brunette replied in her well-polished manner. She must have been a debutante back in her teen years.

"Oh ok, well you are more than welcome to wait in the lobby," Luvleen said dryly. Something about this snobbish debutante irked her. "I think I'll wait in his office, I am sure he won't mind," the brunette said and started walking toward the office door. "If Mr. Khanna doesn't mind then I don't mind either," Luvleen said with a big fake smile, while absolute animosity flared in her eyes. As the brunette made herself comfortable in Raj's office, Luvleen couldn't help but sneak a peek into the office curiously from her desk. Who the heck was she? His girlfriend? A pang of jealousy suddenly struck her. If he had prim and flawless debutantes like her in his life, then Luvleen didn't stand a chance in hell. There she was, mouth full of food crumbs and mayo and ketchup smeared on her face; and then there was little Ms. Perfect, who just stepped out of an issue of Vogue magazine. Clearly the debutante won, hands down. Whatever, why the heck did she even care? There was no competition. Raj was supposed to be her boss, and that was it. What he did in his personal life, and the women he saw were none of her damn business. Yeah right, someone tell that to the throbbing vein in her forehead. She found herself becoming surprisingly irritable when suddenly Raj showed up. "Honey, I am home!" He announced jokingly. Seriously, his weird sense of humor is starting to piss me off! Really? It never pissed her off before. Why now? While that confusion raged in her head, she turned around to face him. "You have someone waiting in your office," she said in a clipped voice. "Oh yeah, who?" "Some brunette supermodel type, I didn't ask her name," Luvleen replied dismissively. Luv, please dont tell me you let a tall, skinny brunette, with big green eyes into my office, Raj said in a panicked voice. Luvleen became alert. Yes. Why, whats wrong? "Luv, you can't just let people inside my office without checking who they are first. Theres this psycho girl who has been stalking me for a while. It could be her in there, waiting to kill me or something?" Raj said, sounding dead serious. Luvleen's heart started thudding. Oh no, my first big boo-boo at the job. "I am really sorry Raj. III can call the security," Luvleen stammered nervously, while she fidgeted with the phone as she searched for the direct dial button for security.

Suddenly, Raj burst out laughing. Luvleen just gaped at him. "Why are you laughing?" she asked, her face masked with confusion. "I was just messing with you Luv! That's just Shelley, an old friend from college. I know she was supposed to come by today. I am having lunch with her. It's all good, no need to call security," Raj said as he tried to get his laughter under control. Luvleen took a deep breath, and then gave him a very dirty look, "You and your sense of humor!" "Sorry, it was a perfect opportunity, I couldn't miss it," he grinned at her, and she rolled her eyes in response. Raj walked into his office and his eyes lit up when he saw Shelley sitting on the couch, punching keys on her BlackBerry. "Shelley! Long time no see," Raj exclaimed. "Raj! Hey!" Shelly got up and immediately wrapped her arms around him in a big hug. Luvleen could see the scene from her desk, and that throbbing vein in her forehead pretty much popped! She looked away immediately, and desperately tried to find something to distract her with when she banged her elbow on a filing cabinet and winced in pain. Great, this just kept getting better and better. A dark cloud pouring rain right above her head would make this moment absolutely perfect. Raj and Shelley emerged from the office. Shelley continued to walk toward the elevators while Raj stopped at Luvleen's desk. "Rearrange everything I have scheduled for the next two hours, I am taking a long lunch," he said to her. "Ooh, hot date?" Luvleen asked derisively. "No. Shelley's just a friend. Whenever she's in town, we spend time together," Raj replied casually. "Spending time with her after work as well?" Luvleen didn't know why she was asking, but she couldn't get herself to stop. Raj observed her with a raised eyebrow, trying to figure out what had gotten into her, then spoke, "If you must know, mom. Yeah we're hanging out tonight as well."

"Looks like somebody's getting lucky tonight. Just make sure you use protection," Luvleen couldn't believe she just said that. Raj just stood there for a second, in bit of a shock. Seriously, why is she getting her panties in a bunch today? He thought. Then a sly, calculated grin appeared on his face, he leaned in closer to her and said, "Luv, are you jealous?" Luvleen looked up and her eyes met his. He had a mischievous glint in them and her heart started thudding. He continued in a husky voice, "If you want, you can join us, and we'll make it a threesome." "God no! I was just trying to make an uncomfortable and inappropriate joke, like you always do," Luvleen exclaimed in response. Raj laughed out loud. "I invented this stuff Luv. You can't beat me at my own game," he said and then suddenly reached for her face with his hand, startling Luvleen and causing her to jerk back. "Relax Luv, you have mayo on your face," he said as he wiped the mayo off the corner of her lips with his thumb. That slight touch made her skin tingle. Raj joined Shelley in front of the elevators and within seconds they were gone, out of sight. Luvleen threw herself back into her work to get her mind off of the weird events that just transpired between her and Raj. The man had the nerve to flirt with her while another woman waited for him to take her to lunch. What a player! And what made it even worse was the fact that she actually enjoyed his flirting even in the presence of the other woman. Get a grip on yourself Luvleen. This Raj is nothing but trouble. She warned herself. ---------------The next evening, Luvleen joined Nisha at the gym near their apartment building after work. Nisha had been bugging her about joining this gym, because according to her Luvleens love handles were getting out control. Luvleen thought that she was in great shape and running outdoors and doing crunches on her own was more than enough, and she didn't need a gym membership. But, Nisha wouldn't take no for an answer. So, Luvleen finally gave in to Nisha's coercing and joined the damn gym, and it was her first day there. As soon as she entered the establishment, she saw Nisha running on a treadmill in a corner. Nisha spotted her and waved at her enthusiastically. Luvleen waved back rather unenthusiastically and then headed straight toward the ladies' locker room. She changed into a sports bra, yoga pants and sneakers, put her hair in a high ponytail, and joined Nisha outside near the treadmills. Nisha was just about getting done. "Wait I got a few more minutes and then it's all yours," Nisha said while running and trying to catch her breath.

"Sure," Luvleen responded and started stretching. Nisha finished her run and jumped off the treadmill panting and taking huge gulps from her water bottle, and in between all of that she managed to speak, "So how are things going with that hot boss of yours? Got any action yet?" Luvleen chuckled at the ridiculousness of the question, "No, no action yet, and there will be no action!" "Why not?" Nisha pressed on. "Because he's a playa Nish! He's the kind of guy who has friends-with-benefits, and he hits on every woman within his five mile radius. You should see him around the office; he's such a ladies' man." "Really?" "Yeah, and he knows he's hot and can get away with it, and he enjoys every single minute of it," Luvleen went on. "Oh no...bummer...and here I thought that you finally found someone who met your standards, and finally you were gonna get deflowered," Nisha mumbled with disappointment. "Nish! Jeez! Stop worrying about me getting deflowered. It'll happen when the time is right and when the right guy comes along!" Luvleen said, feeling more annoyed than usual. "Yeah and chances of that ever happening are like zero to none," Nisha persisted. "Nish! Drop it," Luvleen said with a warning look and stepped on the treadmill. As she was programming the work out, she heard a male voice behind her. "Okay, at first I thought you were just in love with me, but now I think you're stalking me. That's just plain creepy!" She spun around immediately and found Raj standing there grinning slyly as usual. He had a basketball clutched under one arm, and it looked like he had been shooting some serious hoops, because he was glistening with sweat from head to toe. His hair was all damp and mussed up. The grey t-shirt he wore was tight enough to emphasize his perfectly toned arms, chest and abs. His shorts gave her a glimpse of his lower legs, which were hairy but toned. Gosh he looked hot. "Raj what the hell are you doing here?!" Luvleen exclaimed in surprise.

"This is my gym, I work out here. The question is, what are you doing here?" Raj deflected her question. "I just joined this gym," Luvleen replied pointedly. "So you really are stalking me. Out of all the gyms in Manhattan, you had to pick this one," Raj teased further. "Oh you flatter yourself too much, I joined this gym only because my friend right here literally forced me to," Luvleen said, annoyance apparent in her tone, as she pointed at Nisha who stood in a corner watching the two interact with great amusement. "Hi, I am Nisha by the way, Luv's best friend," Nisha joined the conversation and extended her hand toward Raj. "I am Raj, Luv's boss. Nice to meet you too Nisha," Raj shook her hand cordially. "Of course Raj, I have heard so much about you. Luv can't seem to stop talking about you," Nisha said with mischief in her eyes. Luvleen stepped closer to Nisha and whispered angrily in her ear, "What the heck are you doing? But, Nisha seemed to totally ignore her. "Is that so?" Raj said in a calculated tone and his grin widened, "You know Nisha, I think your friend is hopelessly and madly in love with me. What do you think?" "I think you're absolutely right!" Nisha played along as she eyed Luvleen, grinning like she was up to something no good. Luvleen gave her the shut-up-or-I-am-gonna-kill-you scowl, but Nisha didn't care. "I think her obsession with me is kind of unhealthy," Raj continued. "Well I think you should just give her what she wants. Sleep with her so she can get you out of her system and move on. Problem solved," Nisha said humorously. "Okay that's it! You two are getting on my last nerve. I am out of here," Luvleen snapped at them and started to walk away from them in a huff. "I'll handle it," Raj said to Nisha and quickly followed Luvleen. "Luv! Wait up!" Raj shouted after her, but Luvleen continued to walk fast and tried to dodge him. Raj picked up his pace and finally caught up with her. He grabbed her elbow and spun her around. Luvleen glared at him as if she was about to kill him. "Hey Luv! We were just messing with you back there." Raj said.

"Whatever!" Luvleen retorted angrily and wriggled her arm out of his grip. "I like your friend, she's fun. Maybe we should all hang out together sometime," Raj continued. "Oh so you two can gang up on me again and tease me until I start crying? God, I feel like I am in high school." Luvleen's nostrils flared with rage as she talked. "Oh come on Luv...we were just kidd..." he stopped mid-sentence when he noticed her enraged scowling continued to intensify. Okay, okay, I am sorry. It won't happen again. Happy now?" The stern look on Luvleen's face started to soften, and Raj sighed with relief. As he stood there and observed her, he suddenly noticed how hot and curvaceous her body appeared in that skimpy sports bra and those tight yoga pants. He always thought she was pretty, and her navet was endearing to him, but now he could see that all this time she had been hiding a sexy body under those work clothes. And then suddenly all kinds of naughty thoughts started flooding his mind. After all, he was a guy. He imagined himself kneeling down in front of her and licking that fabulous tight and flat abdomen of hers, then slowly standing up and forming a trail of kisses along the swell of her firm, round breasts, all the way up to her neck and then gently biting her there. Whoa slow down buddy! He gave himself a mental slap on the head, and desperately attempted to make the naughty fantasies go away. But it was too late, Raj junior had suddenly awakened in his shorts. Thinking quickly, he moved the basketball that he had been holding, strategically in front him to hide any embarrassing evidence of his excitement inside his shorts. Luvleen on the other side was about to turn into a puddle of goo. When she saw his eyes darkening as he observed her, she tingled with awareness from head to toe. She crossed her arms over her tummy, feeling a bit self-conscious under his hot gaze. The red color of her cheeks made her look even more tempting to Raj. He had to force himself out of this daze and finally broke the awkward silence. "Wow, you have fabulous b....abs." He was going to say 'body' but decided to go with the safer and less creepy word choice 'abs.' "I have fabulous babs? What the heck are babs!" She didn't know what to make of that comment as she eyed him quizzically. He better not be talking about my boobs! The thought made her body temperature rise even more. Raj cleared his throat awkwardly, "Um...I meant abs." He paused for a second as his eyes focused on her tummy and mischief returned in them, then he spoke again, "They look rock hard. I bet this basketball will bounce right off them." He held the basketball up as if he was about to throw it at her.

And the goofball returns! "Don't even think about it, Mister, or you'll be sorry," Luvleen said with a raised index finger and a look of warning. "Ooh I am so scared," he teased. "You're incorrigible Raj. Okay enough of this nonsense," Luvleen laughed, "Listen, I need to get back to my treadmill before someone else claims it." It was time to end this weird and sexually awkward yet intriguing encounter. "All right go ahead. I am gonna hit the shower and then get out of here. See you tomorrow Luv," Raj said as he made his way toward the men's locker room and showers. A cold shower was what he needed right now. "See you," Luvleen responded and walked back to the treadmill that Nisha was guarding for her, and was having a very hard time doing so. When Luvleen approached Nisha she noticed that sly, knowing look on her face and thought, Oh boy she's never gonna let me live this down. "Okay, out with it, what's with the idiotic grin," Luvleen thought it was better to get it over with now and then work out in peace later. "So that's the hot boss? Hubba hubba! Girl if you don't want him, I'll be more than happy to take him off your hands!" Nisha gushed. "I expected this kind of reaction from you Nish. You might as well get in line, and it's a long one. Trust me," Luvleen said nonchalantly. "I may have to stand in line, but you my dear can pass Go and collect 200 very easily," Nisha said suggestively. "What the heck are you talking about?" Luvleen asked, feeling absolutely confused. "Believe me girl, I have been with my share of men, and I can tell when a man is thinking about sex. And the way he was looking at you back there, he looked like he was ready to devour you," Nisha explained, smiling mischievously at Luvleen. "You've lost your mind," Luvleen scoffed to appear unaffected, but deep inside she knew Nisha was right. She had noticed desire in his eyes earlier, and that made her feel giddy like a teenager. After all it wasn't everyday a hot guy showed interest in her, this was a huge ego boost.

"Fine, don't believe me," Nisha shrugged her shoulders, accepting defeat, "I am gonna hit the showers, see you in a bit." And with that Nisha left her alone, and Luvleen took a sigh of relief. Now she was free to work out in peace, without the annoying best friends or bosses bugging the hell out of her.

Chapter 7 Luvleen was busy as usual at her desk with the boat load of work that Raj had piled on her when she heard Raj's footsteps approaching her. She looked up and there he was, smiling at her, looking handsome as ever. Her heart started doing that stupid skipping beats thing again. It had been three months since she started working for him, and one would think that it would be enough time for her to get over this ridiculous crush, but it wasn't happening. Instead she found herself becoming more and more attracted to him with each passing day. If only the goofball would stop being so much fun to be around, and become dull and boring, so she could go ahead and get over him. He sat down right on top of her desk and watched her intently. "What do you want? Stop piling work on me. I already have too much to do," She said, pretending to appear disgruntled. "Don't worry you lazy bum. I don't have more work for you, I just need you to sign these," he said and handed her some papers. "What are these?" Luvleen asked, eying him curiously as she took the papers from him and started skimming through them. "Don't worry I am not asking you to sign a contract that binds you to have some really freaky sex with me," Raj said with a huge wickedly suggestive grin. Seriously, this man was impossible! Only he had the ability to bewilder her, make her blush and laugh out loud, all at the same time. Luvleen tried her best to not laugh, which was her initial reaction to the cheeky comment, because that would only encourage him to continue his usual sexual innuendos. Not that she didn't enjoy them, but it was better if they avoided that path, otherwise her heart would be in deep trouble. So, she thought of an appropriate and witty comeback. "Raj, do you know that I am this close to filing a sexual harassment lawsuit against you," she said while holding up one hand in front of him, almost pinching the index finger and the thumb together. "Fine, go ahead. I'll defend myself and you know that you don't stand a chance up against me," his cocky response didn't surprise her.

"Wow, your modesty really becomes you!" Luvleen said sarcastically. "What can I say, I am that good," he gloated further. Luvleen rolled her eyes, "Yeah, yeah, whatever. Now seriously what is this stuff?" Luvleen came back to the original matter of discussion. "These came from HR today. In your three month review I recommended you for a pay raise, and they just approved it. They just need you to verify this information and sign these papers so that they can put it through the system," he explained. "You recommended me for a raise? Really?! Oh my goodness! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Luvleen exclaimed with utmost excitement, almost bouncing in her chair. Raj smiled warmly and genuinely at her. For some reason he felt a strange sense of satisfaction to see her this happy. "Hey, you deserved it!" He said with a light pat on her shoulder. "Raj you're the best. I could kiss you right now!" Luvleen blurted out in excitement. "Then what are you waiting for, go right ahead!" Raj said, amusement dancing in his eyes. Luvleen suddenly blushed. She fell right into that one, didn't she? So much for putting a stop to sexual innuendos. Of course he wouldn't say no to a kiss from a girl. Player! "Okay I just got carried away in the moment, I don't actually wanna kiss you." That was a lie. Of course she wanted to kiss him, since the first day she saw him. "Too bad. But hey, if you change your mind, you know where to find me," he winked at her, and the stupid butterflies started fluttering in her tummy again. "All right! Shoo, go now. I have work to do!" Luvleen feigned nonchalance, but inside she was a gooey mess. He grinned, then got off her desk and proceeded to walk back into his office. Luvleen watched him go with admiration in her eyes. He just earned some major brownie points by giving her a raise, and now it was even harder for her to get over him. Darn it! But oh well, on the bright side, she'd have some extra cash now to splurge on some designer stuff she'd been dying to get. The occasion called for a celebration, and she knew that Nisha would definitely be up for some major celebration tonight. With that thought, she called Nisha to give her the good news. ------------

Hey, you wanna catch the new Shahrukh Khan flick with me and Nisha tonight? We are celebrating my raise. Luvleen asked as she peeked into Rajs office. It was about six o clock in the evening. Everybody was getting ready to head home and kick-start their weekend. Umcant. I am going out with the bosses and a few other senior associates tonight. Boys night out, Raj responded while his eyes continued to be glued to his computer screen. Where are you guys going? Luvleens interest piqued as she stepped into the office and took a position right in front of his desk. Ohumm Raj looked up at Luvleen, seeming a bit hesitant, then he mumbled sheepishly, A gentlemens club. I am sorry where? Luvleen wanted to make sure she heard him correctly. A gentlemens club, Raj responded, this time speaking clearly. Luvleen scoffed. You mean a strip club. I dont understand why these sleazy places are called gentlemens club in the first place. Any man who goes to these establishments to ogle naked women is no gentleman in my opinion. Luvleen said in a clipped voice. Hey, the place we are going to is no sleazy joint. Its a very classy and upscale establishment with a cigar lounge, expensive liquor, gourmet food, the whole nine yards. All the hot shots from all over Manhattan including big CEOs and even politicians go there, Raj jumped to defense. And the naked strippers just happen to be there as well to entertain these hot shots? Luvleen added mockingly. Hey, they are not strippers, they are highly skilled dancers. Some even have degrees from some very prestigious schools of performing arts. And, they are not completely nude. They wear these thong type thingies and have these little pasties covering their nip. Raj had his palms flattened on his chest and was about to say the word nipples when Luvleen interrupted him. I get the picture! She held up a hand to stop him from talking, causing him to bite back a sly smile. Wow, now that you put it this way, it does sound like a very classy place. Who knew little thongs and pasties could make such a huge difference. Luvleen added sarcastically and proceeded to walk out of the office. Raj followed her. Oh, so youre gonna stand there and judge me for watching semi-nude women dance, while you have no problem watching Shahrukh Khan dance around in those Bollywood films also semi-nude. And dont even get me started on his female back-up dancers who

are so scantily dressed that they make the dancers at the gentlemens club look like nuns in comparison! He presented his perfect rebuttal in such a humorous way that had Luvleen in hysterics. He definitely had a point there. Damn, he was good at arguing. Of course, why wouldnt he be? He argued for a living. For your information I dont actually enjoy watching Shahrukh Khan dancing around half-naked. It is not my idea of an attractive man, Luvleen retorted, presenting the only argument she could think of, while she gathered her things in her satchel. So what is your idea of an attractive man? Raj leaned against her desk, crossing his arms over his chest, and looking straight at her with great interest. She hesitated a little as she met his gaze, then shifted her eyes away from him nervously. Staring into the blank space, she said, I like a suave, debonair, well-dressed man, preferably in a nice suit. Now, that turns me on. He smiled devilishly and looked down at what he was wearing. What do you know. A suit! Luv, I wear suits. Do I turn you on? he asked impishly. His suggestive comment made her appear completely flustered. She should have seen this one coming. She literally handed this one to him. Suits turn me on. What the heck was I thinking? She thought. Time to jam on the brakes and go in reverse. Trying her best to stop herself from smiling, she eyed him with feigned annoyance. Arent you getting late for your trip to the nudie bar? You are trying to dodge my question, he said as mischief glinted in his eyes. Oh boy, hes not gonna let it go, is he? She rolled her eyes. I am not one of your witnesses counselor, and this is not a courtroom. I am not obligated to answer any of your questions. Her witty response made him chuckle. Now go on. Your little pasty wearing hussies are waiting for you. She made another attempt to change the subject before things got a little too heated up in the office. Then all of a sudden, Luvleens cell phone started ringing. Raj made no move to leave, instead he just stayed there, overhearing Luvleens conversation on the phone. It was Nisha on the other side of the line. Oh noThats okayWell go some other timeNo, no. I am fine.You have fun.

When she hung up, she pouted her lips, seeming a bit disappointed. Everything okay Luv? Raj couldnt help but ask. Nisha cancelled on me tonight. She has a hot date, Luvleen replied. Whatever happened to chicks before dicks, he said humorously while moving closer to her. Luvleen laughed out loud. Well, apparently in this case, the dick comes before the chick. Raj laughed in response as well. So what are you doing for the rest of the night then? I guess the celebration is gonna have to wait. There's no point in going to the movies by myself. Looks like another night of watching reruns and eating leftovers in my good old apartment, Luvleen said disappointedly. Raj watched her silently as she picked up her satchel and got ready to leave. She tried to seem nonchalant but he could sense that she wasnt happy. Seeing her like that did something to him. He couldnt explain what. And before he even realized what he was doing, he blurted out, Ill go with you. What? Ill go to the movies with you. Raj repeated. She sighed loudly. I dont need your pity. No, seriously I want to. You wanted to celebrate tonight, and damn it, thats what youre gonna do. He said stepping toward her. Are you sure? You would be skipping out on a perfect opportunity to chummy up with your bosses. She said apprehensively. MehThose bastards will most likely get drunk off their asses as soon as we get there. They wont even remember who I am within an hour or so. So, I guess I could just skip the whole thing. No big deal. Raj responded casually. And what about the nude, oh sorry, semi-nude strippers? Dont you wanna see them shake their money makers? She asked skeptically. I dont know. Watching Shahrukh Khan shake his money maker on the theater screen suddenly seems like a more attractive idea. I wouldnt miss that for the world. He said while suppressing a grin.

Luvleen burst out laughing. I dont know whats gotten into you. But if you insist on coming along, then I am not gonna discourage you. But we need to get going now if we wanna catch the 7 pm show. Lead the way! Lets go! She sounded so happy and enthusiastic that it made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside, in a good way. Obviously he had no interest in the movie. He couldnt stand the three-hour-long sap fests that Bollywood produced, but he also couldnt stand seeing Luvleen all bummed out and disappointed, especially on a night like this when she wanted to celebrate and have fun. He wanted to be there for her, to cheer her up, make her laugh, because he loved watching her laugh, loved seeing her happy. The pasty wearing strippers were a distant memory at his point. ---------After a fun-filled Friday night at the movies with Raj, Luvleen was a bit tired Saturday morning. She decided to be a lazy bum all day, and lounge around in the apartment. The way Raj had so generously offered to accompany her to the movies while turning down an opportunity to go to an upscale strip-club had been puzzling her. She hadnt even told Nisha about it yet because she was afraid that Nisha was going to overanalyze it and conclude that Raj was trying to get in her pants or something. She didnt need those kinds of ideas being drilled into her head. That wouldnt be good for her sanity. But why did Raj do what he did? As she was busy trying to make sense out of what happened last night, her phone rang. It was her mother calling. "Hi Ma, what's up?" She answered the phone with the usual greeting. "Luvleen! How are you, my baby?" Her mother said warmly on the other side. "I am great mom! I have good news for you!" Luvleen said excitedly. "What?" the mother asked. "I got a raise at work!" Luvleen squealed, revealing the good news that she had been wanting to shout from the rooftops. "That's great baby. I am so proud of you!" "I knew you would be!" "So it seems like things are going really well at your job," her mother said, not sounding too enthusiastic. Luvleen sensed something was off.

"What's going on Ma, spill it," Luvleen inquired suspiciously. "It's just that I don't want you to get too engrossed in your job. You should focus on other important things in life too," the mother said hesitantly "What other things, Ma!" Luvleen asked, suddenly on full alert. "Like finding a good boy and getting married. When I was your age, not only was I married, but I had given birth to you already." Luvleen finally understood the true purpose of the suspicious call. The mother was calling to bug her about getting married. Again! She sighed with exasperation. "Ma, at least let me finish law school first." "Luvleen, you can continue your studies after getting married you know. It's not the like the old days anymore, husbands these days are very supportive of their wives getting higher education and pursuing careers after marriage," the mother persisted in her mission. "It's all good Ma, but I think I would rather finish school and establish a career first, then get married," Luvleen rolled her eyes, feeling irritated. "Oh Luvleen baby, you're already twenty-two, by the time you are done with all of those things, your child bearing years will be practically over." Is she serious?! Luvleen shouted in her head, then pinched the bridge of her nose as she tried to calm herself down. "Don't worry Ma, it's not gonna take me thirty years to establish my career, I am talking six to eight years, tops," Luvleen tried to explain calmly. "Well your journey toward your goals would be much more pleasant with a loving companion by your side," suddenly the mother's voice took a pleasant tone. She was trying to appease her with romantic notions and dreams now. "Is that right?" Luvleen said sarcastically. "Oh Luvleen, you should meet this boy that I think would be perfect for you. He's just like a Bollywood hero! So handsome. He plays guitar and sings. I can just picture you two falling madly in love," the mother said dreamily. Oh gosh, she has a Bollywood-hero-come-musician picked out for me now! This should be interesting.

"Listen he's coming to New York City next week. You should meet him, get to know him. See if you like him. No pressure, just humor me okay?" the mother was almost pleading now. "Okay, okay mom, I'll meet him," Luvleen said dryly. She could never stand firm in front of her mom's pleading and usually caved in. "Perfect! He'll be calling you. I'll give him your phone number. Oh I am so excited!" The mother almost broke into a song and dance on the other side. After the call, Luvleen slouched back on the couch and covered her face with both her hands. What the heck have I gotten myself into! She loved her parents, and always did her best to make them proud. She was a very good kid while growing up. Never got in any trouble, didn't mess around with boys, and always got good grades. This was her way of thanking her parents for making so many sacrifices to make sure that she and her younger sister had a comfortable life. They weren't very rich. When her parents immigrated to America from India twenty some years ago, they literally had nothing. They started from the very bottom, held minimum wage jobs at gas stations and convenient stores, working long and crazy hours. Luvleen usually witnessed how tired and worn out her parents often were, but they never so much as frowned in front of their daughters, and always treated them like princesses, got them all the things they asked for, or all the things they could actually afford. As she grew older, she became more aware of their ordeal and made a vow that she would never do anything ever to hurt or disappoint them. However, lately she had been feeling very guilty for not listening to them. They had been wanting her to get married since her final semester in college. They were a bit oldfashioned when it came to that. They wanted to get both their daughters married as soon as possible, because according to them girls were the weaker sex and the sooner they secured the companionship of a stable husband the better it was for them to survive in this big bad world. She didn't know how to explain to them that it wasn't the last century anymore, and things had changed. She could survive on her own without a man by her side. That was going to be an uphill battle for her though. Just letting her leave the nest and move to New York City on her own had been a huge adjustment alone on her parent's part. But even now, when she was living in the City on her own, they continued to call her and pressure her to get married and settle down. She dodged them as much as she could, but deep down inside she knew she couldn't continue to say no to her parents any longer, and so she agreed to meet this guy.

Chapter 8

Luvleen had been dreading the arrival of the next week, and that certain person it'll bring with it. Every time the phone rang, she jumped as if she got attacked by some psycho holding a knife over her head. Nisha started to get really pissed off at her weird behavior. In her opinion Luvleen was being unreasonable, because the guy sounded pretty interesting, and there would be no harm in meeting him. Nisha thought that being able to play a guitar automatically made him sexy, because it meant that he had talented and skilled fingers, that could probably do a lot of fun things other than strumming the strings of a guitar, especially on a woman's body. Luvleen had turned bright red at the suggestion, leaving Nisha laughing out loud and rolling on the floor. "Hello, this is Luvleen," Luvleen answered her phone reluctantly after she saw an unknown number flashing on the caller ID screen. "Hi Luvleen, this is Rohan speaking, Rohan Seth," a nervous male voice came from the other side of the line. And was that British accent she just heard? "Okay, Rohan Seth, what can I do for you?" Luvleen asked curiously. "I don't know if your mother has spoken to you about me, but I thought maybe I should call and introduce myself to you, and see if you are free to meet up sometime while I am in town," Rohan said in his smooth British accent, that sounded like music to Luvleen's ears. She immediately realized who he was, the Bollywood-hero-come-musician that her mother had mentioned on the phone call few days ago. Now she definitely wasn't sorry that she had given in to her mother's coercing, because she was totally digging the accent. "Oh yes Rohan, my mother did tell me about you. Thank you for calling me," Luvleen said while suppressing a huge idiotic grin that refused to leave her face. "So you want to meet or what," he asked. She could sense him smiling on the other side. "Sure, sounds like a good idea," Luvleen responded. "Cool, you pick a place, wherever you feel comfortable. Though I can assure you that I am not a creep or a stalker, so youll be perfectly safe with me wherever we go," he said in a playful tone making Luvleen laugh. "How about dinner tonight, you up for that?" she asked. "Sure, just text me when and where and I'll be there," he said suavely. "You got it," Luvleen chirped. "All right, see you later then. Can't wait to meet you," he said. "See you, Bye."

They both hung up at the same time, and both had wide grins on their faces afterwards. This is going to be interesting! Luvleen thought. The accent was a very pleasant surprise, and now suddenly she couldn't wait to meet this Rohan, Bollywood-hero-come-musician guy with a wonderfully sexy British accent. Bring it on! And with that thought she almost skipped to work. -----------------Luvleen walked into the office with a huge, permanent smile on her face. She pranced around the whole place like Mary Poppins, greeting everyone cheerfully, commenting on the beautiful weather they were having, and the general wonderfulness of life. Some looked at her like she had completely lost her mind, others thought that she had finally found a cure for the case of the Mondays. And then there were some who thought she was just plain high. When she finally made it to her desk, her fingers started tapping on her desk and her lips involuntarily started humming a song. From his office, Raj couldn't help but notice that Luvleen seemed unusually chirpy and cheerful today. And did he just hear her humming as well? This mysterious cheerfulness was a bit suspicious and he was determined to get to the bottom of the matter. When she came into his office, he took the opportunity to pry into the cause of her mysterious good mood. "You seem very happy today? Is Ben & Jerry's around the corner giving away free ice cream again?" He inquired, infusing his usual brand of humor in the question. "Ha ha, very funny," Luvleen said wryly, "I am just happy...for no reason." She smiled and attempted to walk out of the office, but he wasn't going to let her get away that easily. The suspense was killing him. "So, who's the guy?" he asked casually with a hint of mischief in his voice, stopping her dead in her tracks. "What?!" She exclaimed in surprise and turned around. How the heck did he know? "Luv, you're practically skipping around the office, humming love songs, it is so obvious that there is a guy!" Raj said teasingly. Luvleen lowered her eyes and started plucking at the hem of her suit jacket nervously, trying to figure out how to dodge this unexpected inquiry. For some reason she felt really weird talking to Raj about Rohan. It was like being caught cheating or something. Which was weird because she hadn't actually cheated on anyone. "Oh come on Luv. You were all over my case when Shelley came to see me in the office the other day. You practically handed me a condom. Now it's payback time. I won't leave you alone until you tell me what are you up to," he persisted, starting to sound more irritated than amused.

"If you must know, I have sort of a date tonight," she mumbled awkwardly. He fell silent. Luvleen had expected some sort of a smart-ass and inappropriate quip, but when she got nothing, she looked up to meet his gaze, and noticed uneasiness in his eyes. He didn't seem happy. "Oh, okay, who's the lucky fellow," he finally said in a neutral tone, as if trying extra hard to seem unaffected in anyway by her news. "Some guy my mother wants me to meet," Luvleen said matter-of-factly. "Oh so you mean your parents are trying to set you up with him, like arranged marriage?" he put the two and two together. "Something like that," she replied while feeling a bit embarrassed. "Oh, and you're okay with that?" he continued his interrogation like the professional lawyer he was and she suddenly felt like she was in a witness stand. "What is this, a trial?" she laughed uncomfortably, trying to change the subject, but when she notice his serious gaze focused on her, she took a serious tone as well. "It doesn't seem like a bad idea. There is no pressure, we're just meeting, trying to get to know each other and see if we like each other, are compatible or not. It's kinda like real dating, but instead there is a guarantee that if things work out, there will definitely be a wedding at the end of it all." He just sat there, nodding silently, then suddenly forced a smile on his face. "Great! Have fun tonight!" His lips were smiling but his eyes were telling another story. Okay...what is raining on his parade? "Thanks," she said awkwardly and walked out of his office. She glanced back at him one more time before taking a seat at her desk. He had a very solemn expression on his face as he resumed his work. This was so unlike him. He was always grinning, laughing, goofing around, but never quiet and serious like that. Was he upset over the fact that she was going to meet a guy, someone she could possibly end up marrying? Was he jealous? She knew that there was definitely something between Raj and her, this weird chemistry, this subtle attraction. She had felt intrigued by him since day one, and the incident at the gym was more than enough to confirm that the attraction was very much mutual. Had she hurt his feelings by turning her attention toward another guy? She suddenly felt a little guilty for upsetting him, but then immediately shrugged off the feeling because it was absurd for her to feel that way. If he liked her, felt something for her, then he had plenty of opportunities to do something about it. Instead he had pretty much kept it platonic. Not to mention the fact that he had been seeing other women and

parading around with his 'friends with benefits' right in front of her. So why was he upset or even jealous now? She had absolutely no reason to feel guilty, she had done nothing wrong. If it bothered him, so be it. She wanted to say to him what Ross said to Rachel when he had had enough of her games and had decided to move on with Julie, "This ship has sailed." But in Luvleen's case, her ship hadn't actually sailed. It was still docked at the harbor and well the engines were sort of warming up right now. Oh for goodness sakes, she hadn't even met the other guy yet. She laughed at the absurdity of her own thoughts, and shook her head to force herself to clear her mind. That's exactly what she needed for tonight. A clear and unbiased mind, and she certainly didn't want Raj Khanna to mess with her head with is games. Raj you stay out of my head, you player! --------------------Luvleen stood outside the restaurant where she was supposed meet Rohan that evening, just staring at the entrance, her nerves wreaking havoc on her and her heart thudding in her ribcage like it was about to explode. Is this how everyone feels before a blind date? She wondered. Too bad her nervousness was totally taking the fun out of finally getting to eat at this trendy new restaurant that had just opened in one of the coolest parts of Manhattan, and was the topic of discussion everywhere she went. She shook herself, trying to shrug off these pre blind date jitters, and then after taking a deep breath proceeded to walk inside the establishment. As soon as she entered, she was greeted by the incredible atmosphere inside. The place was hopping with hip techno-pop music and a lively crowd. It was decorated with modern and tasteful furnishings. Luvleen got so caught up in taking in the cool aura of the place that she totally didn't realize when someone walked up next to her and said, "You must be Luvleen." Luvleen jumped back and almost crashed into the waitress passing behind her. The waitress escaped narrowly, and after apologizing to her, Luvleen turned her attention to the person responsible for almost making her look like a complete fool. She intended to give him an earful but was completely dumbfounded when her eyes fell on the pleasantly handsome man standing in front her. He wasn't very tall, maybe about five-eleven, but he had a nice body that was clad in a flattering pair of dark blue jeans and a black buttondown shirt, opened at the collar. His hair was jelled and spiked. He kind of reminded her of Jay Sean, his early days when he had spiky hair. Any other desi girl would be absolutely thrilled and squealing with excitement upon meeting a Jay Sean look-a-like, but Luvleen wasnt too enthusiastic. Jay Sean just simply wasnt her type. I am Rohan Seth. We talked on the phone earlier?" He introduced himself. "Of course, Rohan," Luvleen said, smiling awkwardly. "Come on, let's sit," he said and put his arm around her shoulders, urging her to walk with him toward a table he had reserved for them. Her eyes popped at the unexpected physical

contact. Wow, this guy wasted no time and jumped to business right away. She was amazed at the ease and smoothness with which he operated. She liked that, and she felt herself at ease immediately as well. When they reached their table, he removed his hand from her shoulder and stepped ahead to pull out her chair for her. She politely positioned herself over the chair and he pushed it in as she settled down. What a gentleman...British gentleman that is. She bit her lip to stop herself from grinning like an idiot at the thought. Seriously, her obsession with British literature was turning her into a complete idiot. She made a mental not to do something about it. He walked around to the other side of the table and settled down on the chair opposite her. His eyes studied her for a few seconds. She hoped she was making a good first impression on him. She had gotten ready in a hurry so she wasn't sure if she looked her best. She had blow-dried her hair hurriedly without doing too much to it. It had that wavy, tousled look. She was wearing a bright yellow knee-length summer dress with golden sandals. Her makeup was minimal as well, some eyeliner, mascara and lip gloss. She nervously met his gaze and saw that he had amusement and interest gleaming in his eyes, and seemed like he liked what he saw. That gave her a boost of confidence. "So would you like something to drink?" he asked. "Sure, I'll have a coke," she said. He ordered drinks for them and then turned his attention back to her. "So!" they both said simultaneously and then laughed out loud at the comical situation it created. "You go first," he said. "So I hear you're a musician. Is that like a career or a hobby?" "It started out as a hobby, but now it's pretty much my career." "Really?" "I produce music. Write songs. Back in UK I actually worked with Rishi Rich, I was sort of his protg," he replied. "Wow! So did you cross paths with Jay Sean by any chance?" Luvleen's interest was piqued. "I did brush shoulders with him. Did you know that Jay Sean is not his real name?" Wait, Jay Sean isnt his real name? She felt extremely curious.

Nope! His real name is Kamaljit Singh Jhooti, he said while trying not to laugh. Luvleen laughed out loud. No way! Wow! Yeah he couldnt have become an internationally known and successful recording artist with that name. I know. "I gotta tell you, since we are talking about Rishi Rich and Jay Sean. I am kind of a fan of the whole bhangra slash R&B music scene that they pioneered. It sounds pretty darn good," she said with a smile. He smiled back at her, "That's sort of my specialty too." "So what brings you here from UK?" she asked. "I am working with some Indian artists based in North America, who are also trying to break out into the mainstream R&B music scene." "You must get a lot of attention from girls because of the whole music thing you got going on," she said teasingly. "Yeah but, I'd rather have the attention of one special girl and I'll be more than happy," he said with a deliberate smile. Ooh la la, a true gentleman, indeed. Impressive. She smiled back then said, "So what was your day job then?" "I did financial consulting back in London, but the recession was pretty bad for the finance sector, I lost my job, so I decided to move here. The music thing seems to be going well, so I have no worries." She nodded, while he continued, "And I hear that you are becoming a lawyer." "Yeah that's the plan. I haven't started law school yet, but hopefully in next few years. I don't have any cool hobbies like you though. I can't play any musical instrument to save my life," she said jokingly. He laughed, "That's quite all right. I think you're interesting enough already." "Now you're making me blush," she said coyly and took a sip of her drink, then continued, "How did my mother find you and force you into meeting me?" He let out another smooth laugh and said, "Your mother and my aunt are good friends. When I was in New Jersey to see my aunt earlier, I happened to run into your mother, and well she must have liked what she saw because she wouldn't leave me alone. She told me

all about you and even showed me your pictures. I liked what I heard and saw and here we are." "You do realize that this is sort of like an attempt to get us married," she said hesitantly. "I do Luvleen," he sighed and continued, "and surprisingly I am not put off by the thought of it as much as I thought I would be. I mean a year ago, if someone mentioned arranged marriage to me, I would have run like hell and never looked back. But it's funny how one year can change someone so much. At this point I am dead tired and absolutely sick of the whole dating scene. And now when I look at you, all of a sudden marriage doesn't seem like a bad idea. I mean who wouldn't want to have a beautiful and smart wife like you." Luvleen just gaped at him, not knowing how to respond to that. He certainly was straightforward, no games, no nonsense. He liked her, and wasn't afraid to tell her. This was so refreshing. "Wow you give me too much credit than I deserve," she said shyly. "I mean every word I said," he responded. She just sat their gawking at him, unable to say anything. This was all going too fast. Sure she was intrigued by him, but he seemed like he had his heart set on her and was ready to get married like next month. But she needed more time. As she was lost in her thoughts, she heard him say, "Don't worry Luvleen, I am not proposing to you right at this moment. Let's take some time to get to know each other better and let's see where it leads us." She smiled, feeling a bit relieved, and nodded in agreement. And right then a waiter walked up to them with their food. They spent the rest of the evening chatting about random stuff, sharing stories, enjoying great food, and overall having a good time. At the end of the evening, he walked her out, hailed a cab for her and said goodbye in the most gentlemanly manner.

Chapter 9 Luvleen walked into her apartment, hoping that Nisha would either be out or already asleep. But, fate wasn't on her side and she found Nisha awake and waiting for her in the living room. "Oh my God! Luv, you have to tell me everything!" Nisha exclaimed, blocking Luvleen's way as she tried to make an escape to her bedroom.

Luvleen let out an exasperated sigh. "Nish, I am really tired. I had a long day at work and then this dinner date. I am ready to crash." "Oh no, you're not gonna get off the hook that easily. I wanna know all about this musician guy. Spill it," Nisha proved that she could be the most annoying and relentless creature in Luvleen's life. "Fine," Luvleen shrugged her shoulders in defeat and proceeded to sit down on the couch in the living room. Nisha jumped on the couch next to her and watched her with anticipation. "He seems like a great guy," Luvleen started the low down. "Is he hot?" The question was expected. "Oh yes. He kinda reminds me of Jay Sean by the way," Luvleen said with a wink and Nisha squealed so loudly that Luvleen had to cover her ears with her hands. "So what's the verdict?" Nisha asked excitedly. "I don't know, we just met, it's gonna take some time to figure out where we go from here. Luvleen said casually. Nisha couldn't help but notice her very calm and nonchalant demeanor like she wasn't too excited about this Jay Sean look-alike. She narrowed her eyes at Luvleen and gave her that inquisitive look that Luvleen usually got from Nisha when she tried to hide something from her. "What?" Luvleen asked in annoyance. "You don't seem too thrilled about all this. What's bothering you?" Nisha asked. Luvleen stared at her for a few moments and let out a loud sigh. "I don't know Nish. Something is seriously wrong with me. I mean this guy couldn't be any more perfect. He's handsome, he's successful, he's sexy. I mean for goodness sakes, he's a rockstar! He's straightforward, honest. He plays no games, he just says it as it is. A quality that I should appreciate. Yet, there are no sparks! None whatsoever!" Luvleen laid out her deepest, most honest feelings before Nisha. "Hmm...and why do you think that is?" Nisha said in a calculated tone. "I don't know. Because I am a complete idiot?!" Luvleen responded, frustration apparent in her voice. "No, that's not it. It's because you're already in love with someone else," Nisha said.

Luvleen gaped at Nisha in absolute shock as if she had just grown another head on her shoulders. "You're out of your mind! Who could I possibly be in love with?" "Raj," Nisha said plainly. "That's ridiculous! That player! No way!" Luvleen exclaimed in protest. Nisha shrugged her shoulders. "You can continue denying, but tell me one thing. Do you feel the sparks, the fireworks when you're with him?" Luvleen paused and thought long and hard, then said with a dreamy smile, "It's like fourth of July every time I am with him." "I rest my case," Nisha said confidently. "But he's all wrong for me Nish. For starters I don't even know if he likes me," she held up her hand to stop Nisha from interjecting. "I know you're going to bring up the gym incident, and yeah I can tell that he is sort of attracted to me, but apparently it's not enough for him to do anything about it. Hes really nice and friendly to me, but thats about it. Plus, I know he's seeing other women. If I allow myself to fall for him, then I'll only end up getting hurt. I just know that he won't reciprocate my feelings, and he's definitely not ready for a more serious commitment. And not to mention that he's my boss, and I like my job. I don't wanna complicate things in my professional life. So it's better if we just lay it to rest." Nisha listened to her quietly, then sighed. "I guess you're right Luv." "I know I am right. The best thing for me to do right now is to focus on Rohan. Okay so there were no sparks at first meeting, but there is huge potential. He's sexy, and I know if I see more of him then sparks will most likely fly. And I know for sure that if I fall for him, he certainly won't let me down. He's ready for the big commitment. That's the kind of thinking I want my guy to have. I know Rohan is right for me, I just have to give him a chance," Luvleen said adamantly. And with that, they both called it a night and went to bed. -------------------------Happy hour was turning out to be a little awkward the following evening. Luvleen couldnt help but notice that Raj was acting a little distant. He had taken a seat as far away from her as possible in the booth. Was he still upset over her date with Rohan? If he was then why the hell wasn't he manning up to his feelings and telling her that. But, is that what she wanted? Of course not, because she had decided that Raj was not the right guy for her. Even if he did fess up, then what? Would she just tell Rohan to take a hike, and jump into Raj's arms? Who would she rather choose: the guy who had honorable intentions of marrying her or the guy who would run at the mention of the word

'marriage'? The choice was obvious. So, she thought that it was better that things cooled down between her and Raj, because at the rate their flirting had been going, something would have definitely gone down sooner or later. However, on the other hand maybe it was all her imagination. Maybe Raj wasn't affected at all by her or her love life. He was working on a very important case for one of the firm's most important clients, and it was going to trial soon. He had a lot on his plate, and maybe that's why he was aloof and distracted. He was just stressed out. Yeah, maybe that was it, and she was worrying her pretty little head over nothing. She told herself to not overthink this and just focus on her work, because she also had a lot to do. As she was lost in her thoughts while observing Raj from across the booth, she realized she was all out of her drink. Hey guys I am going up to the bar. Does anyone want anything? She asked as a mere courtesy, but ended up with a couple of requests. She made her way to the bar and gave her order to the bartender. One coke and two beers please. She put a twenty on the counter, the bartender nodded and got busy with filling her order. While she waited, she surveyed her surroundings, and suddenly noticed a man sitting at the bar a few feet away from her eyeing her with great interest. He was a Caucasian man most likely in his early thirties, somewhat attractive, kind of muscular, a bit too bulky for her taste. His intense stare made her a little uncomfortable. When the bartender came back with her order, she heaped a sigh of relief, scooped up the glasses and as she started to walk away from the bar, she found the same bulky man in her path. She looked up to meet his gaze and found him smiling suggestively at her. It wasnt a pleasant smile but sort of a pervy smile. You need help with those? he said suavely. Umno thank you. I got it, she said nervously and tried to side step him, but he blocked her path again. Come on, a pretty girl like you can always use some help, he said flirtatiously as he eyed her from top to bottom. Okay, he was really starting to creep her out. Seriously, I dont need your help. Could you please step out of my way? She tried to sound like a tough girl who took no nonsense from guys like him, but inside she was a nervous wreck. The guy wouldnt budge. Listen sweetheart, he put a hand on her shoulder, totally taking her by surprise. Why dont you get rid of these and come sit with me. So we can get to know each other better.

I am flattered, but no. She said, her voice shaking a little. It seemed like the cocky bastard didnt take no for an answer and wouldnt get out of her way. Then suddenly, she felt someone grab the mans hand and remove it from her shoulder. She slanted a glance sideways and found Raj standing next to her, glaring at the man. He seemed mad, had blood in his eyes. She had never seen him like that before. You heard the lady. She said no, Raj said assertively while stepping closer to the man and staring fearlessly right into his eyes. They were the same height, but the other guy was definitely bulkier than Raj. She hoped they wont get into a fist fight, because Raj could get his butt seriously kicked. Hey Asshole! Its between me and the girl. You stay the hell out of it. Obviously the other guy wasnt planning to back down. Like I said. She said no. Now back the hell off. Raj stood his ground. Anger simmered in his eyes, while his face became sterner. The guy snorted scornfully, and all of a sudden threw a punch at Raj. The crowd that had gathered around them suddenly gasped in congregation. Oh no, Raj is so gonna get his butt kicked! Luvleen heard herself squeal as she watched in absolute horror. But Raj surprised them all when he blocked the punch with one hand while his other hand curled into a fist and landed right on the guys nose with a swoosh. All those years of martial arts training seemed to be coming in handy at the moment. The guy cried out in pain and staggered back as he held his nose, which seemed to be bleeding. The crowd suddenly broke into a wild and loud cheer. Luvleen blinked her eyes in shock and amazement as the scene enfolded in front of her. Did Raj just punch a guy in the face? For her? Yep. He had done exactly that. Oh boy. When the guy recovered from the blow he seemed determined to continue the fight. And when he lunged toward Raj the bar owner suddenly stepped in between them. Hey! I dont want no trouble in my bar! He shouted at the guy while holding his hand up at him to stop him. The bar owner was a massive African-American man. Bigger than the other guy, so obviously the douche-bag had no choice but to stop at his warning. You saw what happened. That son of a bitch punched me. The douche-bag yelled. We all saw you throw the first punch. He only acted in self-defense. The bar owner barked in response. Screw this! I am calling the police, the guy attempted to reach for his cell phone.

If I were you I wouldnt. Theres a bar full of people who would testify against you that you started the fight. Now I am gonna ask you to leave. The bar owner warned. The douche-bag cursed under his breath, knowing that the owner was right. He shot Raj an angry glare then turned around and stormed out of the bar. The crowd cheered and howled again. You okay man? The bar owner turned to Raj. Yeah I am fine. Thanks Reggie! Raj responded. Anything for my most loyal and regular customer. The big guy flashed him a smile and walked away. Raj smiled back then turned to Luvleen. She didnt seem happy. You okay Luv? He asked, his voice soft and caring. He had expected her to cry out something like My Hero! and then throw herself in his arms. Instead she just glowered at him. Uh-oh that didnt look good. Was she mad at him? Why? He had actually taken on a big bulky guy, just for her. What the heck was her problem? I am going home, she muttered and proceeded to walk away. Okay. Ill walk you out, he said and followed her toward the exit. Once out on the street, Luvleen stopped abruptly and turned around to face him. What the hell was that? Picking a fight with a man twice your size! She exclaimed. What? He stared at her questioningly, feeling completely flabbergasted. You could have gotten in serious trouble! Why did you do that? She said angrily. Relax Luv. It was no big deal! He tried to downplay the situation. No big deal? Raj! What if the police had gotten involved? You could have gotten arrested under assault charges. That could have impacted everything in your life. Your career. Everything you have worked hard for! She scolded him further. Yeah, but it didnt happen. It could!

Look Luv! I couldnt just sit there and let that scumbag treat to you like that! He retorted firmly. Luvleen gritted her teeth while fuming with anger. Well, next time you want to be all reckless and macho, and want to throw away everything important in your life, dont do it on my account! With that she walked away in a huff, hailed a cab and within minutes she was gone, leaving Raj standing on the sidewalk totally dumbfounded and agitated beyond limits. I guess its true what they say. No good deed goes unpunished.

Chapter 10 For the next few days, Luvleen and Raj interacted very little in the office, and even when they did a few times, it was only about work and mostly through e-mails, instant messages, or electronic task requests. Raj seemed a little reserved around her, and she couldn't help but feel that he was purposely avoiding her. Why wouldnt he? After she acted like a complete ungrateful witch the other night, he had every right to. She had been kicking herself over it since the minute it happened. Why did she have to get so darn angry? In her defense, she genuinely was concerned for him. If he had gotten arrested, he could have ended up in deep shit. It could have had a catastrophic effect on his career, his life. Even if he had gotten out of it all, what law firm likes to hire a lawyer with a rap sheet? She would have never been able to forgive herself for messing things up in his life. But there was also another reason for her anger which she figured out later that night, when she lay in her bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. She was secretly upset at him for making it even harder for her to get over the ridiculous crush she had on him. Instead of getting over him, she found herself even more hot and bothered for him. She couldnt shake the image of him, all angry and dangerous, punching a guy with his bare fist, out of her head. That was pretty darn sexy. It had led her to imagine all sorts of steamy and naughty scenarios involving him and her, doing things that the characters in Nishas erotic novels did. So much for getting over Raj and focusing on Rohan. This seemed like a losing battle. The evening before the big case was supposed to go to trial, Luvleen noticed Raj working late in his office, as she was getting ready to go home. She could see through the glass window that he was really busy, and it didn't seem like he was planning to go home anytime soon. He looked dead tired. His hair was mussed, his tie loosened, his shirt sleeves rolled up, his jaw all scruffy. God, he looked so sexy like that. Okay, she told her thoughts to behave, and reminded herself that this was the guy she was not supposed to romanticize about. As she mentally chastised herself, she suddenly noticed that the guy

looked like he hadn't slept in days because he clearly had dark circles under his eyes. He looked like a lost puppy in need of some serious TLC, and she couldn't help but feel sorry for him. Moreover it was time to apologize for her bitchy behavior from the other night. And with that thought she walked up to the door to his office and knocked gently on the door frame to get his attention. He looked up with a blank expression on his face. Raj. She spoke hesitantly. I just wanted to say, thank you. He raised an eyebrow questioningly at her. For sticking up for me the other night. That was very brave and chivalrous. I am really grateful to you for that. His lips curved in a half smile. She smiled back. It was so refreshing to see him smile after a long time. And I also wanted to apologize for being a total bitch to you afterwards. She added diffidently. Youre welcome and apology accepted. He said with a restrained grin. I can understand why you were upset. You were concerned for me. I appreciate that. She smiled sincerely at him. So were cool? I think so. He said. Whew! She was glad that it was over and the air was clear between them now. Feeling daring, she embarked upon the next part of her mission. The TLC part. "Are you living in your office these day?" She asked jokingly as she walked inside. He laughed softly, "Pretty much." "You look exhausted. Go home, get some rest." Her voice was filled with concern, as she moved closer to his desk. "I can't Luv, you know this case is going to trial tomorrow. I can't mess this up, and I still have a lot to prepare," he responded as he rubbed his face with his palms, obviously fighting the onslaughts of extreme fatigue. "Can I help?" she asked. "You are already doing more than enough Luv. Believe me I have been taking full advantage of you," he said humorously.

"I can do more. I can stay late with you, and take care of more stuff," she said as she took a seat across from him. "Are you sure? Don't you wanna get back to your cozy home after a crazy day at work, and take a bubble bath or whatever it is you girls do to relax before bed," he said with a hint of amusement in his tone. "Right, and while I am at it, why don't I have a pillow fight with my roommate in my naughty sleepwear," Luvleen said sassily. "If you do that, make sure you tape it for me," he said as a mischievous grin appeared on his face. Now that's my Raj! The flirty goofball! Luvleen chuckled. "Seriously Raj, let me help. Looks like you have your plate full," she said while eyeing his desk which looked like a tornado just hit it, papers, documents, files everywhere. "Fine, if you insist. You could help me go through this disclosure crap I just received from the opposing counsels office. He pointed at the giant pile of documents in front of him. Wow thats a lot of stuff to go through. Luvleen frowned as she stepped forward to assess the amount of work it would require. Those bastards. They purposely waited for the last minute to dump this on me." Raj muttered angrily. "Dont worry. Ill take some of these off your hands. Ill summarize all the important information I find for you. She got up, grabbed a good chunk of the documents and started walking toward the door, then suddenly stopped midway and turned around. "When was the last time you ate?" she asked, narrowing her eyes inquisitively at him. "I just had some of these," He pointed at the bag of Doritos and a can of Red Bull sitting on this desk. Luvleen sighed and rolled her eyes. "Not junk food. I meant real food, like a real meal?" "Let's see, today is Wednesday...hmm....that would be Monday night," he said casually. "This is unacceptable Raj. I am gonna run down and get you some real food. You're gonna kill yourself if you continue to go on like this," Luvleen said assertively. Raj smiled at her in response. "God, you're acting just like my mother right now." "No I am not, because if I were, then I'd be pressuring you to get married," she said and winked at him.

"Touch!" He loved it when she sassed him like that. "All right, I'll be right back, and I'll get us lattes with double shots of espresso as well. Looks like we're gonna be here for a while and we'll definitely need it," she proceeded to walk out. "You're the best Luv!" He shouted behind her. --------------Luvleen returned to the office about half an hour later, holding take out bags containing paninis from a nearby deli, and a drink tray containing two cups of coffee from Starbucks. She set everything down on Raj's desk. "Let's eat first and then we'll start working," she said as if ordering him and he knew better not to argue. He put everything he was working on aside and dug into the food in front of him. "Mmm...this is so good. Thanks Luv," he mumbled as he stuffed his mouth. Luvleen gave him a smile of approval, "What will you ever do without me Raj. If I hadn't decided to check in on you today, you probably would have died of malnutrition, and we would have found your lifeless body here tomorrow." Raj laughed at her, "Yeah, yeah. Don't be so dramatic." She grinned in response. They were both starving, so they scarfed down their food enthusiastically without talking much. After they finished eating, Luvleen returned to her desk and started working on the stuff Raj asked her to do, while Raj got busy with his work. The clock continued ticking and before they even realized four hours had passed and it was around ten o'clock at night. Luvleen finally finished going through all the documents, and summarized all her findings in a nice and organized outline for him. Then she printed it out, retrieved the papers from the printer, and headed into his office. He was just about finishing up his work as well when he looked up and watched her come in. "Here you go. All the info you need to know is all summarized here. I have also e-mailed you a copy," she said as she handed him the papers. He skimmed through them then looked up and smiled at her genuinely, "Luv, this is perfect. Did I ever tell you that you're the best secretary I have ever had?" "I think you may have forgotten to mention that," she said playfully. "Well I am mentioning it now," he said with a wink.

"Does that mean I get another raise?" she asked mischievously. "Ha, nice try," he said teasingly. Luvleen laughed in response, then her eyes shifted to the glass windows behind his chair and for the first time she noticed the spectacular view of Manhattan at night behind him. Her eyes widened in awe. "Wow Raj, the City looks beautiful from up here at night," she murmured with fascination as she walked past his desk and closer to the window. When she approached the window, she placed her palms flat on the glass and stared out, completely mesmerized by the fabulous view in front of her. He stood up and came to stand right next to her, also regarding the view of the city lights, then his gaze shifted to her. "Yes, beautiful indeed," his voice almost sounded like a whisper while his eyes remained fixed on her. She slanted a look at him and when she met his admiring eyes, something told her that he wasn't talking about the view of the city. Something deep within her stirred, her heartbeat quickened, and a blush stained her cheeks. She shifted her eyes back to the window coyly. Raj continued to watch her quietly for a few long moments, his gaze bearing a hint of curiosity, as if he wanted to ask her something but didn't quite know how to go about it. Then he finally broke the silence and asked, "So, how was your date?" His voice hesitated as the words came out of his mouth. Luvleen was taken aback by the question a little, but deep down inside she knew it was coming, that Raj was itching to ask it. She looked at him and sighed, then carefully worded her response, "It wasn't bad. Rohan seems like a nice guy." "Nice enough for you to marry him?" he probed further for her honest opinion. "I don't know if I wanna marry him just yet. It's too soon to decide that," she said hesitantly. His inquisitive gaze bore into her and she felt that if she looked into his eyes a bit longer, she would end up telling him the whole truth, the things she told Nisha the other night. So she nervously shifted her gaze elsewhere. "I don't understand Luv. What's the hurry, you're only twenty-two for goodness sakes. Marriage can wait. Why don't you just take it easy, enjoy life a little before taking the plunge," he said, sounding irritable. "We all have to settle down sooner or later Raj. Why prolong something that's going to happen anyway," she said as she walked up to his desk and took a seat on top of it. "Yeah but still, it's too soon for you," he said, sounding annoyed as he followed her to the desk and also sat down on it, next to her.

"I guess I could just simply blame it on my parents, and say that they are pressuring me into it. That would be a very simple explanation. But, there's more to it. I didn't want to admit it to myself, but I have recently figured it out that I kind of want it too." She paused and stole a glance at him. He was watching her intently. She continued, "Raj, I don't date. I have never had a relationship or a boyfriend. And I know it's going to sound really corny, but I am kind of lonely, I want that special someone in my life." "Oh." That was all he could get out. "I mean I could date, if I wanted. Now that I am independent and on my own," she continued, "I could have a new boyfriend every few months. But it just doesn't seem like the kind of thing I am cut out for. My roommate Nisha, she does all of that. I have watched her go through quite a few boyfriends since I have known her. I have watched her bring guys home and sleep with them. I dont know if I could do that." "You watch your roommate have sex with random guys? What kind of a pervert are you?" he couldn't help but crack the joke which got him an annoyed look from her and he smiled apologetically. "I am sorry, go on." "I guess I am sounding really old-fashioned to you, and you're probably laughing at me inside your head, but this is who I am," she stared dreamily at the stunning view of the city in front of her and continued, "I don't want meaningless dates with many guys. I just want to fall in love and have my happily-ever-after with that one perfect man that I am destined to be with. Surrender my heart, body and soul to him. She breathed the last few words, then looked at him to see his reaction, and found him watching her with so much intensity that she thought she would literally catch on fire under his hot, passionate gaze. She flushed and looked away, then said coyly, "I hope I am not boring you with my silly hopeless-romantic mumbo jumbo." "No, you're not," he said huskily, "I just hope that there is a lucky bastard out there who deserves you, deserves every bit of what you're willing to surrender to him." In that moment, he couldn't explain why he was thinking such things, but he desperately wanted to be the man that Luvleen was destined to be with, to whom she would surrender her body. As those thoughts raced through his mind his one hand, as if of its own volition, reached up for a tendril that was dangling playfully on her face. He gently swept it away from her face and tucked it behind her ear, then his fingers lingered on her cheek, stroking it gently. The slightest touch made her whole body tingle. She closed her eyes and reveled in the new and exciting sensations that he produced in her with this touch. It felt so right, so magical. When she opened her eyes she found him leaning his face closer to hers. Her throat convulsed as she swallowed hard, and braced herself for what was to come. Her heart started pounding, and her breathing became heavier. He was going to kiss her, that's it, she was going to have hot sex with him on his desk, just as Nisha predicted. Okay, maybe not hot sex, but she was definitely going to make out with him on his desk, and she could sense that somewhere out there Nisha's mind was exploding.

Right when his lips were merely an inch away from hers, a loud knock on the office door came out of nowhere and startled them both. They both literally jumped back and turned their attention toward the sound. A security guard was standing in the doorway. "I just wanted to let you guys know that we are about to lock down the building, and you guys might wanna scurry on out of here, unless you want to spend the night here. In that case you might wanna watch out for the security cameras." the guard said with a sly grin. "Ah, yes, sure. Thank you Ken, we'll be out of here in a few minutes," Raj said and slipped off the desk. "Sure thing!" Ken, the security guard, responded and walked away. Luvleen also got off the desk and awkwardly looked around, trying to make sense of what just happened a minute ago. Was he about to kiss her? Yikes! How the heck did that happen? What surprised her even more was the fact that she was disappointed that it didn't happen, that he didn't pick up where they left off after the security guard left. She liked the gentle touch of his fingers on her skin, her body was still tingling from the effect. She could only imagine what his lips would feel like against her lips. If he had taken the liberty, she certainly wouldn't have complained. The man of her dreams that she had been telling Raj about, had taken the form of Raj completely in her head at this point. She watched him longingly as he slipped into his suit jacket and gathered his stuff into his briefcase. Then he cautiously met her gaze and said with a faint smile, "Why don't you go get your stuff ready. We can share a cab." She nodded, frowning and feeling disappointed. He certainly had no intention of continuing what they had started on his desk. Even though every fiber of her being was yearning to be touched by him again and experience that exhilarating rush that she felt just moments ago on his desk, she told herself that it was probably for the best that things didn't go any further. She reminded herself that she wasn't supposed to fall for Raj, and with that thought she walked toward her desk and gathered her things in her satchel. He had made his way to the elevator and had pressed the call button by the time she finished packing up her things. She joined him and they both entered the elevator together when the door opened with a ding. They stood silently and awkwardly on the opposite corners of the car throughout the whole elevator ride. Luvleen noticed shadows of emotions on Raj's face. What was he thinking? She wondered. She wanted to ask, but she couldn't dare, so she kept quiet. On the other side, Raj was also just as confused as she was, and had been trying to make sense out of what had just happened. This girl tended to throw him off balance on pretty much regular bases, and made him think and do things that he probably shouldn't be doing or thinking. Her innocence, her incredible, natural beauty had such strong effect on him that sometimes he found himself losing control. Heck, he even punched a guy in the face for her.

What man wouldn't find her absolutely irresistible, especially when she talked about things like surrendering her body. Wow, how hot did that sound? But he warned himself to not venture any further into this territory with Luvleen, because he felt that he was not the type of guy who could meet all her expectations, and boy did she have those. She wanted the happily-ever-after, a long-term, permanent sort of relationship. She wanted marriage for goodness sakes, and that was something that he simply wasnt ready for, at least now, maybe way into the future, but not now. He liked the independence the autonomy he had in his current situation and he was willing to keep it this way. This whole thing with Luvleen was just pure physical, he figured. The girl was gorgeous, and the fact that she was a virgin made her even more tempting. But, it wouldn't be right to take advantage of her, and he shouldn't pursue her in that way, he told himself. But, his darn body however seemed to have a mind of its own and the way it was responding to Luvleen's presence near him, he wanted to curse himself over that. The whole cab ride was deliciously uncomfortable as this battle raged in his head. Both sat in awkward silence and then finally Luvleen's apartment building arrived. She let out a sigh of relief and proceeded to walk out when Raj suddenly remembered that he had been wanting to ask her something for some time, and hadnt been able to because they hadnt been on talking terms over the past few days. Hey, he said, tapping her elbow to get her attention. "What?" she asked. "I wanted to ask you something," he said. She cocked her head, watching him quizzically, urging him to go on. "My cousin's wedding is coming up next weekend, in the Hamptons, and um....I was wondering if you wouldnt mind pretending to be my girlfriend and go to the wedding with me," he hesitated as the words came out of his mouth. "Hm...," Luvleen narrowed her eyes at him, "You want me to be your fake girlfriend at your cousin's wedding?" She felt a little amused at his strange proposition. "Yeah. If I go by myself then I'll be hounded by all the eligible bachelorettes my mother will most likely have lined up for me. I will not be able to enjoy the wedding at all. I would ditch it just to avoid that mess but it's my cousin's wedding. He's like a brother, I love him to death, he would be devastated if I am not there," he continued to make his case. It was a tall order, but he was hoping that she would say yes. "Why don't you ask one of your other friends...with benefits," she added the last two words with emphasis. "Because I want you to go with me, and I know you'll really enjoy it," he said. "The Hamptons han?" Luvleen said with a hint of interest in her voice.

"Yeah, at a country club, it's going to be sort of a grand occasion," he revealed further. "Ooh swanky!" she said teasingly. "I know, my family kind of likes to flaunt their money," he said with a bit of embarrassment. "Well I have never been to the Hamptons, or inside a country club for that matter," she laughed, "so I guess this is my opportunity to see what I have been missing all this time, and see how the other half lives." "So that's a yes?" he asked, his voice filled with hope. "Yes, I would love to come," she said smiling reassuringly at him. His brain went into overdrive and directly into the gutter as she said come, and before he realized what he was saying, he heard himself murmur, "I would love to see you come." What the hell?! Did he just say to the sweet, innocent Luvleen that he would like to watch her have an orgasm?! He hoped that she didnt understand what he had meant, but his hope was shattered when he saw her eyes widening, and her cheeks turning completely red. She was innocent, but obviously not that innocent. Luvleen, on the other side, felt the same tingly sensation that she felt earlier when he was about to kiss her pulsate through her entire body and come to a quivering rest in her belly. Way to go moron! Do some damage control. Now! He yelled in his head, then cleared his throat in the most awkward manner and smiled at her sheepishly. "Thanks Luv, I am grateful that you've decided to come to this wedding with me," he enunciated every word. "Sure Raj I am glad to help out," she said shyly and proceeded to step out of the cab. When she was safely inside the building, he banged his head on the headrest repeatedly, feeling like a complete idiot. Why did she have to go on and talk about her yearning for love and her willingness to surrender her body to the man of her dreams? It had turned him into a complete horny mess. How was he going to function properly around her from this point on? The smart thing to do would have been to keep some distance from her, but instead he had actually invited her to go on a long drive with him, that would require them to spend a lot of time together. And on top of that he was going to have her meet his family, who will be literally forcing him to marry her at the same altar as his cousin. What possessed him to do all of this? He must be seriously losing his mind.

Chapter 11 On Saturday morning, Raj arrived at Luvleen's place exactly at ten o' clock to pick her up, just as promised. He parked his blue BMW convertible in front of her apartment building and sat there for a few minutes, bracing himself for the long drive ahead, alone with Luvleen. He needed to give himself a pep talk before heading into this thing, to remind himself that Luvleen was off limits, that he was going to keep an appropriate distance from her, bring the flirtation down a notch, refrain from excessive touching, and definitely avoid any talk of finding love, living happily-ever-after, and certainly no mention of surrendering bodies. Only then, could they survive this extended alone-time together. With that determination he stepped out of the car and turned toward the entrance to her building. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw her descending the steps, all dressed up for the wedding. She had a traditional white lehenga-choli on. The top that she wore was tight and curve-hugging that packaged her breasts tantalizingly well and revealed her midriff that flat yummy tummy that had been the subject of many of his wet dreams since he caught a glimpse of it at the gym that night. Her long flowy skirt was adorned with heavy embroidery and beadwork that sparkled as the sunlight reflected off it, giving Luvleen almost a heavenly aura. A pair of silver high-heeled sandals completed the look. Her hair was swept in a side braid, with some loose tendrils framing her face. A long scarf, which was part of the outfit, hung over one of her shoulders. At that moment she looked like an absolute vision of sensual grace and beauty. He couldn't take his eyes off of her. All that pep talk was pretty much out the window at this point. He couldn't remember one reason why he shouldn't be wooing this gorgeous woman in front of him. She smiled at him as she closed the distance between them. "You are right on time! I saw you from the window, so I just decided to come down myself instead of having you to go through the trouble of getting yourself buzzed in." The scarf on her shoulder slipped a little and she attempted to pull it back to its original place. The silver and white glass bangles adorning her wrists jingled in the process, doing things to Raj that he couldn't explain. At the moment the woman exuded pure and irresistible femininity that appealed to his most basic male instincts. He literally had to take a deep breath to snap out of it, drawing her attention. "Are you okay?" she asked innocently, completely oblivious of the effect she was having on him. "Yes," he cleared his throat. "You look...great, by the way," he said in an awkward yet admiring manner, which had her blushing for a bit. She fingered one of her big silver earrings, an act brought on by the nervousness and self-consciousness that he was causing her to feel with his ardent gaze.

"I think I may have overdressed, now that I see you are dressed so casually," she said, referring to his light blue polo shirt, blue jeans, and sneakers. "Oh no, I have a suit in my car. I'll change when I get there," he explained. "Oh ok." "Shall we go?" He asked. She nodded and both proceeded to sit in the car. Within minutes they were on the road and on their way to Long Island. ---------------------------The two and half hour drive to East Hampton was pleasant and provided plenty of opportunities for them to enjoy some spectacular, scenic views and ocean breeze. It was a perfect day to keep the top of the convertible down and enjoy the nice weather. Though it was in the middle of the summer, this particular morning was a cool one. The feel of cool air on their skin as they rode down the highway, was exhilarating. Luvleen couldn't remember the last time she enjoyed a good car ride. The air kept blowing the loose tendrils of her hair all over her face, and she kept feeling the need to brush them away with her hands. Every time she did that, her bangles jingled, and every time the bangles jingled Raj couldn't help but glance at her. Damn those bangles! They were starting to be a driving hazard. So distracting with their teasing sound, and if that wasn't enough, the woman who was wearing them, and to whom they ultimately brought his attention again and again, was even more distracting, and a bigger driving hazard. If he continued to turn his head and look at her repeatedly then he was going to run off the road or slam into something sooner or later. Finally, she wrapped her scarf around her hair and solved both of their dilemmas. Raj took a sigh of relief. When they finally arrived at the country club, Raj pulled up his convertible onto the private driveway, and found a valet ready to greet them. They got out of the car and Raj handed his keys to the valet. "Let's go inside, and I'll introduce you to everyone, then I'll go and change okay?" he said to Luvleen who was busy observing the elegantly manicured grounds of the country club with great interest. "Sure," she responded distractedly, and they both proceeded to enter the grand clubhouse situated in front of them. As if the majestic architecture of the building on the outside wasn't impressive enough, the inside totally took Luvleen's breath away. Large and luxurious staircases, gleaming marble and hardwood floors, Grecian columns, beautiful paintings and sculptures, and a magnificent chandelier hanging from the ceiling in the foyer rendered Luvleen speechless. She had never witnessed so much opulence in her life. Wow, the other half really did live very well. "Wow, this is nice," she murmured as her eyes scanned the area.

"Yeah, it's all right," he said casually. "Your family comes here regularly?" she asked. "Yeah they have memberships here, so I guess they come here regularly," he said. She knew that he came from money, but didn't realize that his family was rich enough to afford a membership to a country club this grand and opulent. "Seems like you guys are stinking rich," she said teasingly. "Well not that rich. My father and uncle are both doctors, and over the past thirty some years, they have managed to make a good amount of money, now they're living the high life," he explained. "I can see," she nodded. "Come let's meet the family and get it over with," he said as he touched her elbow to get her moving. They entered the ballroom that was buzzing with a big crowd of people, mostly Indian. The men and women clad in brightly colored traditional outfits made Luvleen feel like she had been transported back to her exotic motherland. Everything looked so festive and lively. The cheerful atmosphere and the fun, foot-tapping music was already starting to pick up her spirits, and she had the feeling that she was going to have a good time here. She noticed there was no mandap, the altar where the Indian marriage ceremony takes place. She turned to Raj and asked, "Where is the ceremony gonna take place. I see no mandap?" "Oh the marriage ceremony took place yesterday. This is just the reception, hosted by the groom's side of the family, meaning us," he replied. As he was talking he caught the sight of a group of young people huddled up at the bar in one corner of the ballroom. He waved enthusiastically at them. They were probably his friends or cousins. He proceeded to walk toward them and Luvleen followed him. As they approached the group a young man, dressed in a very elaborate and fancy traditional Indian outfit, literally leaped at Raj and trapped him in a huge hug. Both exchanged loud and spirited greetings, and then Raj proceeded to say hi to the rest of the group. He turned his attention toward Luvleen and said, "Everybody I want you to meet my girlfriend, Luvleen." Everyone's appraising gazes came to focus on her instantly and she never felt more self-conscious in her life. She smiled shyly and waved at them, "Hi, nice to meet you all." "Luv, these are my cousins. And this drunk idiot right here, who looks like he's about to have a nervous breakdown for having made the biggest mistake of his life, is the groom!" Raj swatted the shoulder of the young man who had hugged him earlier. Luvleen could

definitely see the family resemblance between Raj and his cousin, though the cousin was a little shorter and definitely looked younger. "Hi Luvleen. Nice to meet you. I am Karan," the groom extended his hand politely toward her while giving Raj a dirty look. She shook his hand in response with a warm smile, "It's very nice to meet you too Karan, and congratulations on your wedding, I wish you all the happiness!" "Thank you Luvleen, and thank you for coming. Though I am extremely surprised to see a beautiful and classy lady like you with Deuce Bigalow right here," Karan took a jab at Raj that made Luvleen giggle. "I thought you two were supposed to love each other like brothers and were really close?" Luvleen asked in confusion. "Yeah well, we express our affection by trash-talking and insulting each other," Raj chimed in. "Wow, what a healthy and functional relationship," Luvleen said teasingly. Karan and Raj laughed out loud in response. "Yeah we're a perfect example of brotherly love," Karan said, then addressed Raj, "Are you going to attend my wedding looking like a boy-band reject?" Obviously he was talking about Raj's casual outfit. "Oh yeah I totally forgot, I brought a suit with me. I'll go change into it. You guys keep Luvleen entertained while I am gone," Raj said to his cousins then turned to Luvleen, "I'll be right back babe." And with that he planted a light kiss on her cheek, totally taking her by surprise and making her shiver from head to toe. She looked at him, her eyes wide with shock. He winked wickedly at her in response and walked away. "Looks like he's really smitten by you," a female in the group stepped forward and came to stand next to Luvleen. Luvleen was still in a daze over the unexpected kiss and couldn't muster up any words, so she just smiled and nodded awkwardly. The girl continued, "I am Reena, Karan's sister. Raj has never brought a girlfriend to a family occasion before, you must be really special." "I guess," Luvleen said distractedly. Another younger female cousin joined in the conversation, "Wait till his mother finds out that he's brought you. I can't wait to see her reaction. She had a whole bunch of girls lined up to meet him today, I wonder how they'll react." "Do you think his mother will be upset over me being here with him?" Luvleen asked nervously.

"Oh no, I think she'll be jumping up and down with giddiness. She's dying to get Raj married, and seeing you with him will only assure her that he's headed in the right direction. Though I am not sure how the hopeful bachelorettes will react. You might wanna watch out for them, it could get ugly," the cousin responded, grinning playfully. Luvleen laughed, "I'll be sure to watch out for any unusually aggressive behavior from the young women here." "You two make a really cute couple you know," Reena added. "Thank you," Luvleen said, smiling shyly. The other younger cousin immediately added, "You two should totally get married and have lots and lots of beautiful babies!" Luvleen couldn't help but blush. Babies with Raj? Now that was a happy thought. "Oh hush Nita, you're embarrassing her," Reena chastised the younger girl. They continued to make small talk and exchange pleasantries, while Raj was gone. Luvleen was asked the usual questions by the cousins, like when, where, and how did they meet. How long had they been together etc. Luvleen gave the answers that she and Raj had rehearsed in the car on their way here, and she was able to convince everyone that she really was his girlfriend without any problems. After a while Raj reemerged in the ballroom. Luvleen caught a glimpse of him from across the hall as he made his way through the crowd, she couldn't take her eyes off of him. He looked devastatingly handsome in his perfectly tailored black three-piece suit. At that moment, she concluded that he looked good in just about everything, whether it be suits, workout clothes, or even the casual polo and blue jeans he had on earlier with those awesome Gucci sunglasses. Raj approached her and the cousins and asked excitedly, "So! What did I miss?" "Oh nothing, we were just telling Luvleen all the embarrassing stories from your childhood," Karan said, smiling smugly at Raj. "Now that's just plain mean!" Raj pretended to look upset, then addressed Karan mischievously, "Hey dude, two can play this game, wait till I tell your new wife all your dirty secrets!" "You wouldn't dare," Karan narrowed his eyes at him. "Watch me," Raj said in a challenging tone. "Oh come on you two, your trash talk really gets on my nerves sometimes!" Reena interrupted.

Right then, Karan's cell phone rang. He excused himself to answer it, while the rest of the group continued to talk and laugh amongst themselves. When Karan hung up, he turned to them, looking nervous as hell. "All right guys it's show time. Diya is all ready. I am gonna go get her, and we'll make our grand entrance in a few minutes. You all know what you're supposed to do right!" "Yep! Got the flower petals right here!" Reena said and pointed at dozens of plates filled with rose petals lined up at the bar. "Give some to Raj and Luvleen as well, get them involved too," Karan suggested. "What are we supposed to do with the petals," Luvleen asked. "We're all gonna line up at the entrance, holding these plates, and when Karan and Diya walk in, we're gonna throw the petals at them," Reena explained. "Oh wow, that sounds so neat!" Luvleen said excitedly. "I know right!" Reena agreed, while Raj rolled his eyes. Clearly he didn't find this stuff exciting. "All right, see you guys in a bit, and please don't mess anything up, otherwise Diya will kill me!" Karan said, sounding like a total nervous wreck. "Oh don't worry about it Karan, we've got it under control!" Reena reassured him. "Dude, you've been married only one day and your wife has already got you whipped?!" Raj made the sound of a whip slashing through the air, which earned him a furious scowl from Karan. "Dude. Now is not a good time!" Karan gave a stern warning. "Easy groomzilla, I was just kidding!" That was as good as Raj's apologies got. Karan decided not to encourage him further and took a deep breath to calm himself down. Then he just proceeded to calmly walk away. After he was gone, the DJ made the announcement that the newly wedded Mr. and Mrs. Khanna will be making their grand entrance in a bit. Everyone's attention turned to the doorway from where the bride and groom were supposed to appear. Raj, Luvleen and the rest of the cousins lined up on either side of the red carpet that was rolled out from the doorway to the middle of the ballroom where a stage was set up with two fancy chairs for the bride and the groom to sit on.

As Raj and Luvleen stood next to each other in the line, holding the plates containing rose petals and waiting for the bride and groom, Raj whispered in Luvleens ear, "So, are you regretting coming here yet?" "No I am not. Actually I am having a good time. Your cousins are really nice," she whispered back. "You don't say," he chuckled in surprise. "So they are all your cousins, no siblings?" Luvleen asked. "Yeah, I am the only child. My parents packed up shop after I was born. My uncles and aunts on the other hand, remained busy, kept popping kids until they couldn't anymore," he said, "So that's how I ended up with a boat load of annoying-as-hell cousins." She giggled, then mused over something for a moment and spoke, "You know, I am noticing that pretty much everyone in your family is shorter than you? Did you get the recessive tall gene, or you just mutated?" Raj laughed, "Yeah, I am the mutant of the family. Dr. Xavier has been trying to recruit me for X-men, but I keep turning him down." Luvleen laughed in response. "It would be pretty cool to be part of the X-Men team though, don't you think?" He continued. "Yeah well, you ain't no Wolverine," Luvleen replied sassily. "Ouch that hurts," he said playfully and Luvleen giggled a little more. Every moment with the goofball was a laugh riot Suddenly, the whole room went quiet. The DJ put on a romantic Bollywood song, and a few seconds later, Karan walked in with his beautiful bride who was dressed in the most exquisite traditional Indian bridal attire. They were both beaming as they walked on the red carpet hand in hand amidst the rose petals being showered upon them from all directions. When they finally made their way to their throne set up on the stage, they took their seats and looked no less than royalty. Move over Kate and William, you have competition, Luvleen thought. She couldn't help but think that they were the world's most adorable couple, and they seemed totally in love. This was all so nice, weddings were so neat and totally made the bride and groom look like the most important people in the world. It would be nice to experience that, she thought, and then suddenly became very aware of Raj's presence next to her. She wondered what he was thinking at the moment. Was he just as touched as her? She stole a

glance at him and found him smiling genuinely at Karan and his bride Diya, like he was truly happy for them. That was a good sign. As she was standing there, observing Raj, an older woman approached her and totally took her by surprise by putting her arm around her shoulders. "So, you are the Luvleen everyone has been talking about!" The woman said. Luvleen started and spun her head to get a look at the woman who had completely invaded her personal space. She saw an older, elegant woman, dressed in a saree, flashing her a warm dimpled smile. "Mom! Nice to see you!" Raj exclaimed from behind Luvleen. "Don't you talk to me Mister. I thought maybe I should introduce myself to this beautiful girl you brought with you, since you wouldn't," the mother said as she frowned at him. So this is the mother, the infamous Mrs. Dimple Khanna. And she does actually have dimples. The thought made Luvleen grin. "Sorry mom, I was just about to do that," Raj said sheepishly. His mother shook her head disapprovingly at him and then turned to Luvleen, "I am his mother." "I figured that," Luvleen said nervously as she eyed Raj who also seemed super panicky, "It's very nice to finally meet you Mrs. Khanna." "Oh call me Dimple Aunty. And it's so nice to finally meet you too Luvleen. I have been dying to see you since we talked on the phone that day. I knew that something was going to happen between you and my son, I could just feel it!" The mother chirped with giddiness. Raj on the other hand couldn't look more uncomfortable and embarrassed. He had tried to mentally prepare himself for this encounter, but no preparation in the world was enough to deal with his mother's overbearing ways. He knew that his mother was literally planning his wedding with Luvleen in her head at the moment. So should I expect any good news in the near future? The mother asked in a calculating tone. Uh-oh, mayday, mayday. Raj felt he was about to hyperventilate. Luvleens puzzled gaze shifted from his mother to Raj and then back to his mother. She had no clue how to answer that.

Oh I know whats happening. You two are too shy to tell me your plans. Thats okay Ill wait. But dont make me wait too long. The mother continued to assume all sorts of things. Then she posed the most unusual question at Luvleen. By the way Luvleen, whats you size? My size? Luvleen asked, feeling baffled. Why on earth is she asking for my size? Oh, you know. If things get serious between you two, like engagement or something. I would like to get some outfits tailored for you. Its the tradition. The mother explained. Raj quickly tried to interject, UmMom I dont think you should worry about that. His mother shut him up with a stern glare, then turning her attention to Luvleen, she said with the most amiable smile. So darling, whats you size? Luvleen was cornered into the most bizarre interrogation of her life, and didnt know quite how to dodge it. If it was happening to someone else, she may have found the whole situation comical, but it wasnt all that funny when it was happening to her. Feeling she had no choice but to answer the questions and get it over with, she said awkwardly, I am a size four. No, I need all your dimensions. Your chest, waist, hips etc. Start with your chest. The mother wouldnt give up. This is not happening. Ummy chest34B. This was by far the most awkward and embarrassing moment of her life. Announcing her chest size in front of Raj? Kill me God, kill me now. The mother chuckled. Darling I didnt need the cup size, just the measurement around your chest. By the way, you look like at least a C cup to me. Oh yes, definitely C cup. Raj chimed in out of the blue, sounding a little breathy. Luvleens shot him a glance and found him staring at her chest with the typical male interest gleaming in his eyes. She cleared her throat to get his attention, causing him to guiltily shift his gaze to her face. She narrowed her eyes disapprovingly at him. What? I am just agreeing with my mother. He murmured while sheepishly scratching the back of his neck. She glared at him, her furious eyes demanding, Get me out of this, now! He quickly started thinking of excuses to make an escape and then he suddenly found a great one.

"Mom, could you please excuse us, I have to introduce Luvleen to Diya," he said as he put his arm around Luvleen's shoulders and dragged her away from the mother. And before the mother could protest, Raj had dragged Luvleen pretty far away from her, leaving the mother frowning contemptuously at him from the distance.

Chapter 12 Dinner was followed by dancing. After the usual bride and groom dance, the old couples flocked to the dance floor and literally forced the DJ to play old songs form the 60s and 70s, totally ruining it for the young crowd. The young people stood around the dance floor frowning and mouthing profanity as the old windbags shook their money makers. After a while the young crowd just gave up and went back to their seats when the old people refused to budge. Raj and Luvleen were sitting at the bar, enjoying their drinks, and finding the scene enfolding in front of them at the dance floor extremely comical and entertaining. "Check out the old uncles and aunties! They are totally getting their freak on. Viva la Viagra!" he joked right when Luvleen took a sip of her coke and almost spurted it out through her nose. She shot him an angry look and he grinned mischievously in response. "Hold on, let me do something about it." He jumped off the bar stool, took off his suit jacket and placed it on the stool. Luvleen watched him admiringly as he revealed the vest he had on under the jacket. He totally rocked the vest, just like Matt Bomer, actually better than Matt because he was taller and had broader shoulders. While she ogled him unabashedly, he made his way across the room straight up to the DJ. She watched him whisper something in the DJ's ear, and hand him a 50 dollar bill. The DJ immediately stopped playing the old boring song and switched to a new fast bhangra jam. All the young people in the room literally shouted their sentiments of gratitude to God, and quickly leapt toward the dance floor. Some old couples made faces and walked off while some stubborn ones stood their ground and continued to 'get their freak on.' Luvleen watched Raj step onto the dance floor and gesture at her with a crooked finger to come join him. She flirtatiously shook her head in negation. He narrowed his eyes at her, feigning annoyance, and walked straight toward her. "You need to get your butt over there," he said playfully yet authoritatively as he approached her. "You're not the boss of me!" she said teasingly. "Umas a matter of fact, I am!" The music was loud, so they had to almost shout in order to be heard.

"We're not at work, and here I don't have to take orders from you," she teased further. "Is that right?" his eyes sparkled with mischief. She nodded, smiling smugly, as if challenging him. He watched her for a few seconds, mischief dancing in his eyes, like he was up to something no good. Then, suddenly he ducked his head as he moved closer to her, and the next thing she knew he had her tossed over his shoulder. Luvleen squealed and squirmed in shock over his shoulder as he strode across the room with her in tow. Everyone watched with a mixture of amusement and shock. Many young people cheered and whooped, and shouted words of encouragement at Raj. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Luvleen shouted and smacked her fists on his chest as he put her down on the floor. She wasn't actually upset, instead she was enthralled and giddy with excitement over the liberty he just took. The feel of his strong grip around her made her whole body tingle with thrilling sensations, fulfilling a secret instinctive need to be touched by him that she had felt all day. A huge grin threatened to appear on her face, but she had to fight hard to suppress it, and succeeded at glaring at him as if she was ready to hurt him. A performance deserving of an Oscar. "I am just trying to get you to dance with me!" he replied innocently, then took her hand in his and pulled her closer, crushing her against his chest. Her palms came to rest on his pecks as his arms wrapped around her waist. Their eyes met and it felt like as if time just froze. A sudden urge to melt into his body and feel him even closer overwhelmed her so much that she felt herself inching closer to him while his intense gaze continued to scorch her. His grip around her waist tightened and they started moving to the beat of music, their eyes never leaving each other. His lips curved in a soft, seductive smile, causing Luvleen's heart to skip a few beats, and her body temperature to rise up a notch. Suddenly, Karan's voice broke them out of their trance, "If you two love birds have a moment, I would like you to meet my bride." They panicked and withdrew their hands from each other immediately, as if they were two teenagers caught making out in the backseat of a car by a cop. They turned toward Karan in the most awkward manner. In front of them stood Karan with his lovely bride, Diya. "Diya darling, this is my cousin Raj, the one I told you about. And this is Luvleen, his girlfriend!" Karan introduced them both to Diya. "Very nice to finally meet you Diya!" Raj said enthusiastically as he shook her hand. "Congratulations on your wedding!" Luvleen added with equal enthusiasm. The four continued to talk for minutes and then everybody returned to dancing.

Raj and Luvleen danced together the whole evening, completely enjoying every moment of it. Luvleen shamelessly took advantage of this pretend-girlfriend situation and lived out most of her fantasies she had been having about Raj. She took every opportunity to touch him in flirty and suggestive ways, just like a girlfriend would touch her boyfriend, while they danced together. All the while she marked her territory, sending out signals to all other hopeful bachelorettes out there that the boy was taken, and of course got a lot of catty and dirty looks from many young women in response. Raj gladly let her do it all, also enjoying every single minute of it. Not only did it keep the annoying girls away, but Luvleen's touch on his body was absolutely heavenly. They both knew deep down inside that it probably wasn't a good idea since their ultimate goal was to not fall for each other, but who cared when it all felt so good. The dancing went on for a while, and then slowly as the night descended toward culmination, the crowd started to dwindle, and one by one guests began to bid farewell and leave. Raj and Luvleen were among the last few people left. Luvleen and Diya had really hit it off, and at the end of night, they decided to exchange contact information and keep in touch. While the girls formed new friendship and chatted, Raj and Karan decided to catch up on old times and have one last drink together. The two watched Luvleen and Diya talking enthusiastically from a distance, as they sat at the bar. "So how did a douche-bag like you end up with a girl like Luvleen?" Karan said teasingly to Raj. "What do you mean?" Raj snapped back in a clipped voice. "Well, she is actually very nice, and all the girls that you have ever dated in the past were complete bitches," Karan explained in a patronizing tone. Raj laughed impishly in response. "Hey, that's a little unfair! They were all very nice...in the bedroom." He said with a wink. Karan smirked and shook his head in disapproval. "So anyway, how did you find her?" he asked. "I think she found me," Raj responded while watching Luvleen with a hint of longing apparent in his eyes. "She found you?" Karan seemed confused. "She applied for my secretary's position, and I hired her." "You asshole. You're banging your secretary?" Karan said in a chastising manner.

"I am not banging her you idiot! We haven't done the deed yet," Raj said awkwardly. It had been a bit odd lying about dating her, but at least this little detail was true. Karan cocked his head and asked in a mocking tone, "Since when did you become a gentleman?" Hey, I have always been a gentleman, Raj said cheekily. Karan snickered, Yeah, and I am the president of the United States. Both had a good laugh over that. "All jokes aside dude. She's a virgin. I have to be careful," Raj said, almost mumbling. "Oh," Karan's mouth fell open for a bit then he chuckled impishly, "This just keeps getting better and better. Are you afraid that she might have very high expectations that you may not be able to meet?" "You know what? I don't feel like talking about my love life with you anymore," Raj suddenly became edgy. "I have a long drive ahead, I should get going." He made a move to get off the bar stool. "Hey dude, seriously though," Karan suddenly took a very serious tone, "She is a great girl, in fact too good for you. Don't do anything stupid with her. I would hate to see you mess this one up." "What are you talking about?" Raj asked in confusion. "I think she'll be good for you, I see potential for a long-term relationship here, maybe even marriage," Karan explained. "What makes you say that?" "Because she's clearly crazy about you. I can tell that by the way she's been looking at you all evening. I don't know how you managed to get her to like you, but she's a keeper. So, please don't mess it up." Raj laughed, pretending to seem unaffected. "Dude, you're delusional. Now that you're married, you're just jealous that I still have my freedom. And this is your attempt to get me to give it all up." "Dude. I'll let you in on a secret. I love Diya and I am excited as hell to be married to her. To hell with 'freedom.' The moment she walked into my life, I knew that was it for me. This is what happens, when the right one comes along. You are just completely blown away, completely thrown off your balance. You lose interest in all other women. Doesn't matter how hot they are, or how nice their boobs are, or how good their ass looks in tight jeans, or how sexy their legs appear in those skimpy skirts. You just simply don't care.

You only long for that one perfect girl that has completely occupied your every conscious thought, and even if she is completely covered, she still is the sexiest woman in the whole world to you." Karan explained the meaning of falling in love in his own unique way to Raj. Raj's interest piqued. He sat there silently listening as Karan talked, and suddenly something hit him. It all sounded a bit too familiar. His mind traveled back to the night when that beautiful Latino bombshell had made a very tempting offer to him, and he had refused her, much to his surprise. Then he remembered the night when Shelley was in town, and after having a great time at the movies and dinner with her, he turned her down for a night of no-strings-attached sex afterwards. He had told her that he had a very important trial to prepare for. She had been a little disappointed but recovered quickly and left immediately to hit the nearest bar to pick someone else up. "A girl has needs you know," she had said to him as he let her out the door. All these women were sinfully sexy and beautiful, yet he hadn't felt anything for them. And how could he forget the time when he ditched the boys-night-out at a gentlemens club. What kind of a sane, heterosexual man in his prime turns down an opportunity to enjoy some good cigars and liquor while getting a lap dance from a super sexy stripper? Was it because of the nonsense Karan was uttering, that the 'right girl' had finally walked into his life and was messing with his head, hormones, and everything else in between? But who could it be? Right when the question arose in his mind, Luvleen's beautiful face flashed in front of his eyes, and he almost stumbled off the bar stool. Was Luvleen the culprit? Sure, he found her attractive, but was she 'the girl'? Anyone who had seen him punch a guy in the face for her would scream Hell yes! in response to that question. That was ridiculous, or so he told himself and shook his head to clear it. What did Karan know about this stuff? This was all mumbo jumbo and the sooner he got Karan to stop yapping the better it would be for his sanity. "Thanks for the lecture Dr. Phil. I think you should write a book about this love crap. It'll be a best seller," he said mockingly to Karan, while trying to appear as nonchalant as possible. "Whatever man, just trying to talk some sense into you," Karan shrugged his shoulders. "Thanks bro, appreciate you looking out for me," Raj said sarcastically. Meanwhile Diya and Luvleen joined them. "Raj and Luvleen, it was so nice to meet you two. Let's do a double date next time Karan and I are in the City," Diya exclaimed, expressing her liking for the two and her desire to hang out with them again.

Raj and Luvleen exchanged awkward glances, and didn't quite know how to respond to that. Obviously they weren't an actual couple, and if they did take Diya up on the offer, they'll have to pretend to be a couple again. That wouldn't be a wise thing to do. Raj immediately thought of something to change the subject and his eyes gleamed with mischief. Karan knew that look, and he could tell that Raj was about to say something goofy or inappropriate so he braced himself. Raj turned to Diya and said, "You know Diya, you chose the wrong one of the Khanna men. Everyone knows that I am the stud of the family. So, when you get tired of Karan, and you definitely will, come find me." He winked at her while flashing her the most flirtatious smile, making her blush. "Get out of here!" Karan shouted, his irritation level going up a notch. Luvleen also swatted Rajs arm to show her disapproval. "I was just kidding! Anyway, congratulations again to both of you!" Raj said and proceeded to bid them farewell. Luvleen also said her goodbyes to both and followed Raj. "Bye now!" Diya and Karan uttered simultaneously, relieved that Raj was finally leaving. When he was at a distance, Diya said to Karan, "Is he for real?" "Unfortunately yes," Karan replied with an amused expression and added, "He's just a goofball, always been, don't take him too seriously." ------------------Luvleen actually fell asleep in the car on their way back. Raj couldn't help but notice that she looked absolutely adorable in her sleep. He had offered her his suit jacket to wrap around her, and had pulled out the top of his car, so that she was all warm and cozy while she slept. As he pulled up next to the curb in front of her building, he gently nudged her shoulder to wake her up. She didn't stir. As he sat there watching her sleep so peacefully, Karan's words echoed in his head. When you find the right one...you lose interest in all other women...even when she's completely covered, she's still the sexiest woman to you. It seemed like Karan was absolutely right. Luvleen did look absolutely breathtakingly beautiful and sexy to him at that moment. Her chest rose and fell in a steady and calming rhythm; a faint smile adorned her plump pink lips. The soft moonlight reflected off her creamy skin making it look radiant and supple, begging to be caressed and touched. This was the kind of natural and unspoiled beauty that poets used as inspiration to write epic love sonnets. His pulse quickened as he drank in the delightful sight in front of him, and felt so tempted to awaken her with a kiss, just

like in those corny fairytales. However, when it came to Luvleen the idea didn't seem too corny. More of Karan's words flooded his mind. The way she's been looking at you all evening....she's clearly crazy about you. Was she really crazy about him, Raj wondered. If she was then did this mean that it was okay for him to make a move, do the things with her that he was dying to do? Kissing her would be nice, and maybe a little bit more. He would have to take it slow though, because she was a virgin, but making love to her would be heaven! And that's when he abruptly stopped himself from harboring any such thoughts further. She was looking for a husband, not a fling, he reminded himself. He wasn't ready to get married, so being with her was out of the question, no matter how passionate and satisfying it would be. But God, it was so hard to resist her, especially when her body was so close to his like when they were dancing earlier, when she brushed up against him oh so innocently, or when she gazed at him with those big bambi eyes, or the way she slept in front of him like right now. At times like these, all he wanted to do was to take her in his arms and crush her lips with his, and make her experience all the wonderful sensual things that she had been missing out on. Okay it was time to wake her up, or else hed continue to have naughty fantasies about her and end up doing things that hed regret later. "Luv, wake up," he whispered softly while nudging her shoulder again. She opened her eyes lazily and looked at him. "Oh wow, we're home already? I can't believe I fell asleep," she said as she sat up and stifled a yawn. "Thanks for being my fake girlfriend today," he said with a genuine smile. "Thanks for inviting me. I had a great time! It was great meeting your family too." Luvleen smiled back and then proceed to undo her seatbelt. But it seemed to be stuck. Raj noticed her fidgeting with it. "What's the matter?" he asked. "I cant get the stupid seatbelt to open. You men and your toys. Why can't you guys just buy simple cars, with simple uncomplicated features? The fancier the car the more annoying it is," she huffed as she continued to fidget. "Oh come on, let me see," Raj leaned over and with a click undid the seat belt, then looked up at her, "There. You're good to go." The action had brought him a bit too close to her and his face was merely two inches away from hers. He found her watching him earnestly, desire sparkling in her deep, soulful eyes. Desire also surged through his entire being, as his hot gaze roamed over her face and came to rest on her parted and inviting lips. Suddenly he felt an aching need to

taste those lips that were quivering deliciously and beckoning him. His hand reached up to cup her cheek and she pressed her face into it instinctively, her eyes hooded and urging him to go on. And before he knew it, his lips were coming in contact with hers. All the sexual tension that had been building throughout the day between them, finally exploded in that one moment. God she felt so soft and exquisite to the touch. She let out a soft moan, driving him crazy and urging him on. He teased her lips with feathery light kisses at first, and she responded with the same. Then their mouths molded together as he urged her to part her lips, gently sucking on her upper lip. Luvleen felt electricity running through her entire body, and tingling sensations erupting in all the right places, causing her to shiver and moan with delight. God, she was killing him with all this moaning. He shifted closer to her, almost hovering over her. His both hands cupped her face, as he continued to slowly yet sensually suck and nip at her upper and lower lips. She arched into him and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pulling him closer. He groaned with pleasure as he felt her firm breasts pressed against his chest. Oh he wanted to touch them so badly. Right when he was getting ready to follow that instinct, a loud, screeching ringtone pierced through the silence, startling them both. They stopped kissing and stared into each other's eyes for a few seconds, trying to make sense of what the heck was happening. His cell phone continued ringing. He absently glanced at it and saw Mr. Swift's number flashing on the caller ID. "Damn it. It's Mr. Swift. I have to take this," he gave Luvleen an apologetic look and eased back into his seat as he answered the phone. Of course, whenever the bosses called, he always answered the phone, even if it was at the most inconvenient time. Luvleen remembered the conversation with him from her first day in the office and smiled. Then the gravity of the situation dawned on her. They had just kissed. Holy Cow! She couldn't believe it just happened, and darn, it felt so good. Why did Mr. Swift have to call now and ruin the moment? She could overhear that it was about the important case that Raj was working on, but jeez, couldn't it wait till Monday. She pouted as she wondered what was going to happen after Raj finished the call. Were they going to pick up where they left off? That would be nice. As she was busy in her thoughts, Raj ended the call. He turned to her, and she noticed that all of a sudden he had a guarded expression on his face. That wasn't a good sign. The desire, the fire she had seen earlier in his eyes was gone. Disappointment swept over her as her eyes searched his face inquisitively. He smiled awkwardly, then proceeded to open his door and step out of the car. He walked over to her side and held her door open. That was her cue to get out. So, she did. "It's getting really late, and I can tell you're very tired. So, I should let you go," he said in a failed attempt to sound casual, literally forcing the words to come out of his mouth. Meanwhile she came to stand next to him on the curb.

She nodded silently in response, but inside her head she felt like screaming. What the hell was his problem? Why was he being so distant and disinterested all of a sudden? Was kissing her repulsive to him? She felt her chest tightening, and tears started to well up in her eyes. Stupid tears! Before he had a chance to see the moisture in her eyes, she bolted for the door, without a backward glance. He stood there silently, watching her go. When she was safely inside, he let out a desperate sigh and reluctantly walked back to his car. A few moments later he drove away.

Chapter 13 The next day, Luvleen refused to wake up, and slept in till afternoon sun shining through her thin curtains literally forced her to pry her eyelids open. She propped her head up on the pillow, cursed at the sheerness of her curtains and pulled the covers over her head. She didn't want to wake up and have to deal with the memories of the disastrous culmination of the previous day. One moment, she and Raj were kissing, it was pure magic, and the next moment, it sucked big time. Why did Raj act like such a jerk after the kiss? Did he not like her? Was he not attracted to her? It seemed like he was regretting kissing her, as if he was ashamed of having done that. Was the thought of him and her together so unsettling to him that he had to literally run, like a criminal running from a crime scene? God, it was infuriating. Here she thought that she was starting to have an effect on him, and that she was just as desirable to him as his hot and gorgeous friendswith-benefits, but apparently she had been mistaken. Maybe last night was just a fluke; he was just horny and probably would have made out with anyone. He was a man after all, and they thought about sex all the time. Right? She felt like an idiot for falling right into that trap, but vowed that she will never let Raj take advantage of her naivet like this again. And after all done and said, maybe it was for the best that the kiss didn't progress into anything more, because she was better off without him. "Luv, stop being a bum and wake up!" Nisha yelled as she stormed into Luvleen's room. "Go away Nish, I don't wanna get up!" Luvleen whined groggily from under the covers. "Luv, the phone has been ringing off the hook for you since this morning. Rohan has called like ten times and left messages." Nisha felt this interesting tidbit might pique Luvleen's curiosity and get her out of the darn awful bed. And it worked. At the mention of Rohan's name, Luvleen's eyes popped open and she shot up immediately in her bed. "Rohan called?" "Yes, I think he wants to take you out tonight or something," Nisha paused to observe Luvleen who looked like hell. Obviously she had gone to bed without washing off her

make up, and it had now smeared all over her face, making her look like a villain from a Batman film. "What the hell is the matter with you? You've been acting so strangely since you came back from the wedding last night," Nisha scolded Luvleen, yet felt concerned for her. "Nothing. I am fine!" Luvleen snapped back at her. "Okay, what happened with Raj, tell me," Nisha sat down on the bed next to her and looked directly into Luvleen's eyes. Luvleen sighed then spoke, "We were having such a good time, it was perfect, and then when he was dropping me off...we kissed." "Oh my gosh, really? So why are you in such bad mood then? You should be jumping up and down!" Nisha said excitedly. "Because he acted like a complete jerk after the kiss. He got all awkward and weird, like he regretted kissing me!" Luvleen added, fuming with anger. "Oh that's not good," Nisha mumbled. "I know. What was I thinking, getting all worked up over him. I knew all along that he's a player, and he probably thought that there's no point in getting involved with me because I won't put out," Luvleen scoffed. "Wait, did you tell him that you're a virgin?" Nisha asked in an ominous tone. "I may have hinted upon it. Why? I shouldn't have?" Luvleen's voice took a curious tone. "Sometimes guys get all weird about that kind of stuff. They see virgins as a lot of work. It's intimidating for them. I think that's why Raj got all weird after kissing you. He's hot for you, but he's afraid that you might get too emotionally attached if he gets too close," Nisha attempted to make sense of the situation, hoping that it would take the edge off Luvleen's rage. Luvleen stared at Nisha for a few seconds, processing her words. Of course the player, the commitment-phob wanted only sex and no emotional attachments. Fine by her, he could have sex with others while she found herself a reliable and honorable man to become emotionally attached to. "Whatever, doesn't matter how he feels about me, I am done with him and his games," Luvleen declared, "I am going to call back Rohan, go out with him tonight, and have a good time. We're gonna fall in love, and Raj will be nothing but a distant memory!"

And with that new determination Luvleen jumped out of the bed, feeling energized and ready to take on the day. She called Rohan and next thing she knew, she had a date that night! All the while deep down in her heart, she was still longing and yearning for Raj, his tender touch and his intoxicating kisses. What would it take for her to get over him? She had no clue. Going out with Rohan might be a step in the right direction. She hoped. ----------------------Loud music and noise blasted from every corner of the club where Luvleen and Rohan met for drinks that evening. Luvleen didn't seem too enthusiastic about the place Rohan had chosen for their date. "I am sorry if you're not comfortable here," Rohan said, smiling apologetically as they sat at the bar having drinks. "Oh no, it's fine. It's just that I am not used to this kind of scene," she said while rimming her glass with her finger, an action indicating her uneasiness. "I would have chosen a quieter place, but the thing is, the band that I am working with is playing here tonight, and I wanted to see them in action. And wanted you to also hear them," Rohan explained his real motive for bringing her there. "Oh," Luvleen's interest piqued, "That sounds exciting. Are they going to be playing any of the songs you wrote?" "Yes, they'll be performing a song that I just wrote with them," he replied with pride apparent in his tone. "Well I can't wait to hear it," Luvleen finally started to feel that the evening was headed somewhere. "So Luvleen, I didn't hear from you for a while after our first date, or meeting, whatever you wanna call it. I thought you weren't interested in seeing me again." Rohan said hesitantly. Luvleen suddenly felt embarrassed and guilty for blowing off a nice guy like Rohan. "I am sorry, that wasn't the case. I was just really swamped at work. My boss was working on a very important case and he had me working crazy hours as well." She told the halftruth. The part that her boss had kept her busy was true, but it wasn't entirely because of work, he had her occupied in other ways too. Of course she couldn't reveal that to Rohan. Moreover, she wanted to kick herself for bringing up Raj and allowing him to invade her thoughts at this time when all she wanted to do was focus all her attention on Rohan. "It is quite all right. No harm done," Rohan said with a reassuring smile.

Luvleen smiled back, and then suddenly she froze as her gaze shifted over his shoulder to the scene behind him. Her mouth slowly fell open as she watched Raj making his way through the crowd accompanied by Brian and some other dude. Speak of the devil! Even though she was mad as hell at him, she couldn't help but notice how hot he looked in a very flattering pair of dark blue jeans, and a white button down shirt with top few buttons undone, presenting a delicious view of his throat. She told herself to stop ogling him, then to mellow the intense attraction she felt for him, she decided to believe that the jerk was probably there with his buddies to pick up chicks, as if last night's kiss had absolutely no effect on him. She clenched her fists tight as her anger flared at the thought, and took a sip of her coke to cool herself down. "Son of a bitch," she muttered under breath. "You okay?" Rohan inquired, feeling concerned at her sudden change of mood. "Oh yeah, I am fine, absolutely peachy," she plastered a huge fake smile on her face, that had Rohan nodding suspiciously. Then suddenly, she heard Rajs voice behind her. "Hey Luv, I didn't know you were coming here tonight." She flinched at the sound of his voice and closed her eyes. Anyone who could see her right now would think that she was in actual physical pain. All she wanted was to spend some quality time with Rohan, and maybe if she was lucky, have some sparks flying by the end of the night. But the goofball jerk had to show up here. Out of all the nightclubs in Manhattan he just had to pick this one. It was as if fate was playing a prank on her. How cool and collected he seemed as he stood behind her, addressing her so neutrally like everything was A-Okay between them. As if last night never happened. As if he never left her high and dry and feeling like she had cooties. The audacity of him. She gritted her teeth and fought very hard to keep herself from turning around and slapping him right across his devilishly handsome face. However, she knew that she had to acknowledge him and act casual as if things were perfectly cool between him and her, otherwise Rohan might get ideas and things could get complicated. So understanding the delicateness of the situation she forced herself to turn around and found Raj's electrifying gaze boring down on her. "Oh hey Raj. What a coincidence." She said dryly, trying to hide the unnerving effect his intense gaze had on her. "Aren't you going to introduce me to your friend?" he asked slyly. She frowned and narrowed her eyes at him, making sure he sensed her growing agitation then directed her attention uncomfortably towards Rohan, who was watching them curiously. "Rohan, this is Raj, my boss. And Raj, this is Rohan, my..." She didn't quite know what label to put on Rohan. Boyfriend? Suitor? Future husband?

"Of course, Rohan!" Raj cut in. "Nice to finally meet you Raj," Rohan jumped into the conversation, "So, you're the boss who's been keeping Luvleen busy lately. You need to stop hogging all her time man, there are others who would like to spend a few minutes with her." Raj smirked in response while a hint of hostility flashed in his eyes. "Nice to finally meet you too Rohan. I am sorry if I have been keeping Luv away from you. Shes all yours now man." Luvleen gave Raj a death glare, but he seemed to appear unaffected. The slap that she contemplated earlier didnt seem like a bad idea right now. Thanks man, I appreciate your generosity, Rohan said sarcastically, causing the subtle resentment in Rajs eyes to intensify. You know, you have gotten yourself a great girl here Rohan, Raj said. Shes smart, shes funny, and not to mention, has a great body. I mean you should see her abs, theyre fabulously flat and rock hard! What the hell is he doing?! Luvleen screamed in her head while outwardly tried to control her flaring rage. Awkward tension hung in the air between all three. Rohan let out an uncomfortable laugh, not quite sure what to make of Rajs comments. Then suddenly his cell phone rang. He took it out of his pants pocket and checked the caller ID. It was one of the band members calling him. Excuse me I have to take this, Rohan excused himself from the table and proceeded to walk outside where it was less noisy. What the hell do you think youre doing? Luvleen hissed through clenched teeth at Raj. What do you mean? Raj feigned innocence, which irritated Luvleen further. Why are you talking about my body and my abs like that in front of Rohan? Hes gonna get the wrong ideas, like weve seen each other naked or something, she was almost growling now. Why, you dont want him to suspect that theres something between us? he asked smugly. What is between us?! Enlighten me please, because I myself dont know, Luvleen retorted sharply, daring him to accept that he felt something for her. It would be interesting to see him admit that after the way he fled like a coward last night.

Raj took a deep breath, and remained quiet. Luvleen laughed tauntingly at him. I thought so! Now please stop crowding us. I am trying to have a date here. She said coldly. Meanwhile Rohan rejoined them at the table, and studied them both suspiciously as they both supported really sour expressions on their faces. You guys okay? He asked. Yep, were fine, Luvleen uttered quickly. Oookaaay, Rohan drawled, not seeming convinced. So who called? Luvleen asked trying to change the subject and divert his attention. The band is freaking out because the guitarist isnt feeling well. He must have eaten something that made his stomach go all haywire on him. They were asking me if I could take his place. Rohan explained. Youre a band manager or something? Raj asked dryly. No I am a music producer, song writer. The band I am working with is playing here tonight, Rohan replied. I see. Then dude why dont you take the guitarists place. What if his stomach really decides to act up on the stage? That wont be pretty! Raj made a suggestion that seemed innocuous on the surface but may have been a devious plan to get Rohan away from Luvleen. Red flags went up immediately in Luvleens head. She scowled at Raj while Rohan responded, Oh no, I dont think I should leave Luvleen alone here. We are supposed to be on a date. Oh dont be silly! Ill keep her company. You go save your band, Raj sounded like the most helpful and sincere person on the planet. Luvleen, will you be okay? Raj does have a good point. If the band messes up on the stage, that would be pretty disastrous, Rohan addressed Luvleen. She didnt want to seem like a bitch, even though she was fuming with anger and wanted to kill Raj. Thats okay Rohan, I understand. Go do your thing. I think itll be nice to see you in action on stage. She smiled affectionately at him, and could feel Raj choking on his drink at her blatant display of affection toward Rohan. That should teach the jerk a lesson; she mused and felt a bit victorious.

Rohan got up and made his way toward the back stage, leaving Raj and Luvleen behind amid awkward silence and sexual tension that could be cut with a knife. Congratulations! You have finally managed to completely ruin my date. I was hoping to spend some quality time with Rohan tonight, get to know him better, but now hes going to be stuck on the damn stage all night. And who knows when Ill get to see him again, Luvleen broke the silence as she eyed Raj with hostility. I think I did you a favor. Hes all wrong for you. Dont marry him, Raj responded cockily, seeming very confident of his assessment of Rohan. And why the hell not?! Luvleen was just about ready to charge at him. Because Raj suddenly felt at loss for words. There were many things he wanted to say, things that were going through his mind ever since he kissed her last night. He could tell her that seeing her with another guy was killing him, that he couldn't stand the thought of another man so much as looking at her. But saying these things out loud would have repercussions that he didnt think he was ready to face. Luvleen watched him carefully, urging him with her eyes to go on, say something, anything. Anything that hinted even mildly on the fact that last nights kiss had meant something to him, that it wasnt a fluke, that he was falling for her as much she was falling for him. While they were busy in what seemed like a staring contest between them, the band took the stage and the sound of a catchy tune being strummed on an electric guitar filled the room. Then amidst whoops and cheers from the crowd the band broke into an upbeat and catchy song that had everyone flocking to dance floor. Come on. Lets dance, Raj murmured in a low, husky voice, Luvleen while holding his hand out to her. She shook her head. I dont think so. Her refusal obviously did not register because he went ahead to grab her hand anyway, and pulled her off her stool, then led her to the dance floor with him. His arms snaked around her waist and his eyes locked with hers. She was furious with him, wanted to kick his butt, but still couldnt resist him and reveled in the close proximity she suddenly shared with him. Her arms, as if of their own volition, went over his shoulders and wrapped around his neck. Their bodies swayed and moved together to the beat of music, as if an unseen force was pulling them close together and they had not control over it. The lyrics of the song reflected the turmoil that pulsated between them. The song was about two people who were clearly burning with passion for each other but didnt know how to express their desires and instead were lashing out at each other. There was something in his eyes while they danced, those unspoken words that Luvleen was longing to hear, that confession of desire that just wouldnt come out of his lips. Luvleen couldnt take it any longer, and her frustration escalated to a point where she felt

that if she didnt break out of his embrace she would literally burst. To save herself from creating a scene and disrupting Rohans bands performance, she abruptly broke out of Rajs hold and bolted for the exit. Raj followed her, calling out her name, but before he could catch up with her she was out of sight. Feeling absolutely frustrated, he shoved his hands through his hair and cursed under his breath. Following her wouldnt be a good idea at this point, he decided. It was better to let her have her space right now, otherwise he would just end up making her madder. He knew that she loved him, it was evident from the sheer longing he had witnessed in her eyes. He also knew that he had hurt her by acting distant and indifferent after kissing her, and now this debacle. Shit! She was going to hate him forever. He loathed himself for being such a major jerk to her and ruining her date tonight. In his defense, he couldnt control his actions. His blood boiled at the sight of her with another man, causing him to turn into a complete jealous and possessive maniac. But no excuse was good enough for his actions tonight. What he had done was unacceptable. He knew that things couldn't go on like this, that he couldnt just keep crashing her dates and yet not confess his feelings to her. Then the realization dawned on him that it was time for him to face his feelings for her head-on and figure out what he wanted to do about them, whether he was in or out. It was now or never. As soon as Luvleen stepped out into the cool night, she looked around for a cab. When she saw one coming her way, she stepped forward and held her hand up to stop it. The cab stopped at the curb and Luvleen got in quickly. As she was on her way home, she sent a text to Rohan. Sorry for leaving early. Have a headache. See you soon.

Chapter 14 Next day at the office, things were pretty awkward and icy cold between Raj and Luvleen. She was very upset with him and she made sure that she got the message across. They didnt exchange a single word all day, and if she needed to communicate something to him, she would just send him a very short and impersonal instant message. Raj stole million glances at her from his office, and every time he caught a glimpse of her, he found her frowning, or gritting her teeth angrily, or chewing her nails; obviously she was still mad at him. He knew that he was screwed, that he had really ticked her off this time, if only she would give him a chance to apologize. Finally, he mustered up enough courage to pick up his phone and call her at her desk. When her phone rang, she cast a glance at the caller ID. Seeing that it was Raj on the other line made her grimace. She scowled at him through the glass window as if telling him to get real. Instead of hanging up upon her hostile response he continued to hold the receiver against his ear, and her phone continued to ring relentlessly. The ringing was

echoing throughout the office suite garnering her many dirty looks from her fellow coworkers who were obviously just about ready to pounce on the damn phone with a bat or something. She sighed in defeat and picked up the pesky receiver. "What?" she asked, sounding pretty hostile. "Can I see you in my office," Raj asked diffidently. "I am really busy right now," She was determined to continue to give him the cold shoulder. "Luv, if you don't come in here, then I'll just continue calling you," he said, a hint of restrained humor evident in his voice. Luvleen gave him a disdainful look and shook her head. "I am waiting," he drawled. She knew that she didn't have much of a choice. Raj could be a relentless prick sometimes, and she didn't want to create a scene in front of the whole office. So, she reluctantly got up and stalked up to his office. When she entered the office, he gave her a placating smile and said, "Could you please close the door?" She shrugged her shoulders dismissively and slammed the door shut, then came to stand in front of his desk, arms crossed over her chest, ready for battle. "Look Luv. About last night. I am really sorry for sabotaging your date. I think I went a little overboard," Raj said hesitantly while his eyes searched her face pleadingly, hoping to melt her icy demeanor. "You think?" Luvleen retorted tauntingly. "Okay, I actually did go overboard," Raj admitted. She took a deep breath and counted to ten to calm herself down. When she had calmed down to a level where she didn't feel a need for yelling, she spoke, "Look Raj, this kind of stuff looks funny and very harmless when Shahrukh Khan does it in those corny Bollywood movies, but this is real life. You can't play games like that with people in real life. I am a living breathing person, with feelings. You have no right to toy with me like that." She stopped at that, though there was a lot more she wanted to say. The way you left me high and dry after the kiss really hurt me. And when I try to move on, you intrude in my life, ruin my date and chase away the only man who is actually interested in me. As if you have some kind of claim on me. If you don't want me, at least let me be with someone else. I wish you would just man up and admit that you have feelings for me, that you wanted to kiss me the other night, that you actually enjoyed

kissing me, that the reason you sabotaged my date was because you were jealous to see me with another man. Just say it Raj, and you'll have me in your arms in a heartbeat. But those things remained in her heart. She obviously wasn't going to sound like a desperate, pathetic, lovelorn moron, and beg him to throw her a bone. She may have lost her heart, and she may be losing her mind as well, but her dignity was something she still had intact and she wasn't planning on losing that anytime soon. "I am really sorry Luv. Please don't be mad at me, don't give me the cold shoulder. I can't stand it," he said guiltily as he got up from his chair and walked around the table toward her. She took a step backwards and turned around in an attempt to hide the moisture welling up in her eyes. He stopped behind her, merely inches away from her, and she could feel the warmth and pull of his body. She wanted desperately to step back and melt right into him and feel his arms wrapped around her. Then she suddenly shook the image out of her head. "How about I make it up to you," he said softly behind her. "What do you mean?" she inquired, curious to know what he had planned. "The firm is holding their annual awards gala Friday night, and they're going to recognize me at the event. It is a very big night for me, and I would be honored if you went with me." He said. "Like as your date?" She turned around, regarding him sharply. "A date to make up for a ruined date. That only sounds fair," he said with a hesitant smile. "Why? Isn't Shelley in town? Maybe you should ask her," she retorted in a clipped voice. "Luv, they're recognizing me because of that big case that I just won for them, and I couldn't have done it without you. If it wasn't for your hard work and the help you provided, I wouldn't be getting this recognition. I really want you to be there by my side when I get this honor." "Fine, I'll go," Luvleen finally started to thaw, but her voice took a sharp edge again, "But we will go separately. It's not going to be like a date. So don't bother to pick me up or anything." Sudden disappointed descended on him, but he nodded in affirmative. "As you wish. Thanks Luv."

"Sure, whatever," she said coolly and proceeded to open the door and walked out of the office. She was still upset with him for not coming out in the open and telling her what she wanted to hear. He was still playing games. Sure, taking her out to a fancy gala seemed all nice and romantic, but he still wasn't making any commitments, or confessions. I want you Luvleen. Be mine. Yeah right, who was she kidding? The commitment-phob would never admit that even if he really felt it. Maybe he was just feeling bad for ruining a good friendship they had going on and was trying to repair that. Maybe she was expecting too much from him or expecting something that probably wasn't even there. ---------------------Nisha was standing behind the cash register and busy handing a customer his change when her cell phone tucked in her pocket started ringing off the hook. She noticed her manager across the room scowling at her, and she cursed under her breath at the caller for calling at such an inconvenient time and getting her in trouble. She knew that a lecture was coming her way from the manager, "Nisha you need to turn your cell phone off and leave it in the back room when you're working on the sales floor." She rolled her eyes, and continued to complete the transaction. When the customer was out of the store, she stole a glance at the manager sheepishly, who was making his way toward her. She groaned with displeasure as he approached her. Before he opened his mouth, she cut him off, "I know what you're gonna say. I am sorry about the phone. Won't happen again." The manager nodded in his usual bland manner. "Um...I haven't taken my lunch break yet, do you mind if I go now?" she asked timidly. The manager rolled his eyes, displaying his irritation. "Fine. Go." "Thanks," Nisha squealed and literally ran out of the store. She took her cell phone out and checked the missed call as soon as she was out, and was very surprised to see Raj's number. They had exchanged numbers at the gym some time ago, but he hadn't actually called her all this time. She wondered what could have possibly compelled him to do so. Luvleen had told her all about the events of last night, and that combined with his fleeing-form-the-crime-scene act after kissing Luvleen, had gotten Nisha also very upset with him. She muttered a few curses at him and decided not to call back the jerk. As she was busy in these thoughts, the phone rang again, startling her and causing her to almost drop it on the hard pavement. "Son of a bitch," Nisha shouted when she saw his number flashing on the caller ID again. She pressed the green button and decided to give him a piece of her mind, "You're a butt munch! You know that?!"

Raj was taken aback a little, but then figured that Luvleen and Nisha must have been talking about him, and well he wasn't Luvleen's favorite person right now, so obviously Nisha hated him too. "I am pretty sure I deserved that. But, Nisha I am a little desperate right now, and I am calling you because I need your help." "What do you need help with?!" she snapped at him. "I messed it up really bad with Luv, and I need to make things right. I can't do it without your help. You know her better than anyone else and I was hoping if you could give me some inside information that could help me get back in her good books." Nisha's anger thawed and she suddenly felt giddy at the thought that Raj was willing to conspire with her to do something nice for Luvleen. This had a big romantic grand gesture written all over it. "I think I can let you in on a little secret that could help you win some major brownie points with Luv." She smiled mischievously as she continued to talk. ----------------------------It was Wednesday night, two days before the gala. Luvleen had told Nisha about Raj's invitation, and the two had argued for hours over whether or not Luvleen should go. When Nisha had finally convinced her to go, they suddenly realized that she had nothing decent to wear. It was a very formal occasion at the Plaza, and neither Luvleen nor Nisha had anything in their closets which was remotely appropriate for the event. As they both sat in their living room, staring blankly at the TV and so not paying attention to the ridiculous reality show about spoiled rich brats doing silly and obnoxious things, the doorbell rang. Nisha and Luvleen exchanged a confused look wondering who it could be. Luvleen got up to answer the door, and when she opened it, she found a young courier guy standing in the hallway holding a big garment box with a huge silver bow tied around it. "I think you got the wrong apartment," Luvleen said wryly and proceeded to close the door. "I am looking for a Luvleen Kapoor. I have a delivery for her," the man interjected quickly before Luvleen had a chance to close the door. "I am Luvleen. What do you have for me?" Luvleen responded with a confused expression on her face. "I don't know ma'am, I just deliver," he said casually and handed her a clipboard and a pen. "Could you sign there for me please?"

She eyed him with extreme puzzlement and scribbled her signature on the piece of paper stuck on the clipboard. As she handed it back to him, he extended the box toward her. She took it from him and closed the door. When she turned around, she found Nisha grinning excitedly, almost like a kid on Christmas morning. "Ooh what have you got here?" she squeaked enthusiastically. "I am not sure." Luvleen set the box down on the coffee table and scowled at it. "Looks like you have a present here. Open it!" Nisha urged her to unveil what was inside the box. Curiosity getting the best of them. Luvleen proceeded to untie the bow and the ribbon around the box and then lifted the lid gingerly. Her breath hitched and her eyes widened in utter astonishment when she finally caught the sight of what was in the box. It was the dress, the Elie Saab gown that she first spotted in the display window of Bergdorf Goodman a few months ago when she had just moved to the city. She had been totally lusting after it ever since then, to the extent that she had purposely changed her usual routes around the city just so that she could walk by the store and get a glimpse of this magnificent creation in the display window, teasing and titillating her. She had hoped that someday she would have enough money to actually buy it, if it was still around. Though she had given up all hope of ever possessing this cobalt-blue piece of heaven because she had figured that by the time she would actually have enough money to splurge on it, it would most likely be out of fashion, and God knows what grotesque monstrosities would be the current trend of that time. Bringing herself out of her daze she shifted her focus back on the current situation, and tried to solve the mystery facing her. Someone had gifted her the dress of her dreams. But who, and how did they even know about it? "Um...you okay there Luv?" Nisha asked nervously as Luvleen stood there speechless and motionless. "I think I have stepped into some weird bizarro world, where I am some sort of a rich heiress who gets thousands of dollars worth of designer dresses delivered to her door every day," Luvleen muttered as she continued to stare at the dress. "Look, here is a note with it. Maybe this will give you a clue as to how this dress ended up here," Nisha fished a card out of the folded tissue papers and held it up to Luvleen. Luvleen took the card from her, and read the inscription on it out loud. Luv, I am very sorry about everything Luv. Please accept this dress as a peace offering from me. I would love to see you wear it to the gala, and I am sure you'll look absolutely beautiful in it.

Love Raj Nisha squealed like a crazy person, while Luvleen just stood there silently, stunned and flustered. "I have to return this. I can't accept it." Luvleen mumbled. "Why the hell not?!" Nisha shrieked. "Because it is a five-thousand-dollar dress! I can't accept a gift so expensive form Raj. How the hell did he even know that I have been wanting this dress." Luvleen wondered, still baffled over how this secret got out. "I don't know," Nisha said nervously as she scratched her head in a self-incriminating manner. "Nisha, did you have something to do with this?" Luvleen narrowed her eyes at Nisha suspiciously. "Okay, I told him about the dress. Look, he seemed really desperate and eager to make things right with you. I felt really bad for him." Nisha tried to placate Luvleen, while trying to make Raj sound likeable. "But I don't understand. Why is he doing this?" "I can think of only one thing Luv, the guy has it bad for you. He's trying to make a gesture." "And what am I supposed to do with this gesture?" "You accept it and have fun with it. Just imagine how magical it'll be, just like Cinderella. You will wear this dress and go the gala, where your handsome prince will be waiting to sweep you off your feet. You two will dance the night away in each other's arms and fall madly and passionately in love." Nisha was so enthusiastic as she spoke that it seemed like she was about to start twirling around in the living room, enacting what she was describing. "Do you really think he's making a romantic gesture?" Luvleen asked as doubts lingered in her head. "Positive." Nisha smiled reassuringly.

Luvleen sighed as she ran her fingers longingly over the fine and delicate material of the dress, and her mind started to change about returning it. Nisha's persuasion seemed to be working its magic. "I have been dying to wear this dress though." "Oh Luv you'll look absolutely breathtakingly stunning in it. Just imagine, how gorgeous it will look with a pair of big silver chandelier earrings and sexy silver stilettos, and your hair down and curled stylishly. Gosh, you'll be the belle of the ball!" Nisha said as excitement seeped through her voice. "Okay, now I am just getting jealous." Nisha's quirky sense of humor made Luvleen laugh out loud, but then suddenly her expression became serious. "Nish, what if all the things that you're saying are true, that Raj really likes me, and we will dance through the night and come very close. And what if things really heat up and he wants to....you know." "Sleep with you?" "Yeah." "That would be the cherry on top of a perfect night. Well, cherry on pop in your case." Nisha quipped, as mischief gleamed in her eyes. "Nisha! God why do I even bother talking to you about these things." Luvleen turned red and threw a cushion at her in an attempt to appear appalled. But inside she was tingling with excitement at the thought. "Oh don't worry too much about it. I am sure he'll be a gentleman, and won't do anything you're not comfortable with." Nisha attempted to appease her. "I am sure that there will be no cherry popping anytime soon. I haven't even decided if I am ready to forgive him yet." Luvleen tried to play the whole thing down. "Oh come one Luv. If you keep holding out on this guy, then I swear I'll steal him from right under your nose." "You wouldn't dare!" Luvleen didn't seem too happy. "Aha, you want your cake and eat it too!" "Whatever." Luvleen rolled her eyes to feign nonchalance and settled down on the couch. While Nisha flashed her a cheeky grin and walked toward the phone. She picked up the phone receiver and started dialing a number. "Who are you calling?" Luvleen asked. "I am making an appointment at the spa for you."

"Spa?" "Well if you're gonna wear a five-thousand-dollar dress, you have to get all the right primping to look good in it. I am gonna book you a whole day at the spa tomorrow. You're gonna need a facial, a manicure, a pedicure, let's throw a massage in there too, and of course waxing. I wonder how much they charge for Brazilian." "Brazilian? Why would I need Brazilian Wax?!" Luvleen gaped at Nisha in utter shock. "Well, when a man sees you in all your glory for the first time, you should put your best foot forward. And trust me, Raj will love it." Nisha winked suggestively. "Nish! I am not sleeping with Raj, and he isn't going to be seeing 'all my glory.' We're just going to an office party thingy-ma-jig together as two co-workers. That's it!" At this point, it wasn't Nisha whom she was trying to convince, but Luvleen was desperately trying to convince herself. "We'll see about that." Nisha retorted cheekily and went ahead with her call. ----------------------Luvleen had no choice but to take the next day off from work because Nisha had literally forced her into spending the whole day at the spa, getting pampered and primped, or more like being tortured and getting her skin ripped off. When Nisha had called Raj on Luvleen's behalf that she wouldn't be coming to the office because she was getting treated at the spa to look good in the dress, she had made sure that she said it in a suggestive enough manner. Raj couldn't help but feel a little turned on at the revelation and couldn't wait to see the results. But then he thought that he hadn't enough lucky stars in the universe to help him get close enough to Luvleen so that he could appreciate her perfect and flawless body. Friday was a quiet day at the office. Luvleen kept herself busy in her work, and didn't interact with Raj much. When he did manage to corner her into a conversation, she thanked Raj for the dress, but then scolded him for spending too much, and told him that it was totally not necessary. He just smiled and nodded while she talked, glad that she was at least talking to him now. Her demeanor around him sill remained guarded and distant. He understood the reason for that perfectly well, and he was finally ready to do what he knew would melt away all that apprehension. He was going to confess all his feelings to her tonight, put himself out there and tell her that he had fallen hard for her, and wanted her so badly that it actually hurt when she was so distant and indifferent to him. He was going to tell her that he was blown away by her magnificent, natural and flawless beauty; that he was aching to take her in his arms and never let her go. He was going to profess that he absolutely loved it when she sassed him, loved it when she laughed at his corny

jokes, loved it when she laughed, period. The moments they spent together were some of the best moments of his life, and he wished that he could spend every day and night with her, have her close to him and lose himself completely in her. He was going to say it all. He knew that the aftermath of all of this could be messy; but he didn't even want to think about that right now. At this moment he was just going to enjoy the present, make Luvleen happy, give her what her heart desired, and not worry about what future held.

Chapter 15 Luvleen stood in front of her dressing table staring at herself in the mirror, trying to recognize the girl in the mirror gawking back at her. She couldn't believe that she was actually wearing an absolutely exquisite designer dress that cost more than her two month salary. Her humble background never allowed her to afford such luxuries, and now there she was, feeling like a million bucks herself. How did this all happen? It felt like it was all a dream, and she would wake up any minute now. Nisha appeared in the doorway to her room and gasped with sheer admiration. "Luv, you look absolutely stunning. Raj is totally gonna flip when he sees you!" Nisha gushed. Luvleen blushed and examined herself once again in the mirror. Did she really look beautiful? The delicate chiffon material of the dress magnificently draped around her body, emphasizing every single alluring curve of her figure. The floor-length gown grazed her pedicured toe nails that were tantalizingly painted red and peeking out of the strappy sliver Manolos that Nisha had very generously let her borrow. The strapless sweetheart neckline of the dress accentuated her perfectly round and full breasts, presenting a cleavage that almost made Luvleen change her mind about wearing the dress. This was certainly one of the most daring outfits she had ever worn and the most amount of boobage she'd ever shown, and it had such an effect on her that she didn't even have to apply blush-on because her excessive blushing had given her cheeks a perpetual crimson shade. She had decided to leave her long hair down and styled it with loose curls, and upon Nisha's suggestion swept it aside over one shoulder, because it gave it a more dramatic and glamorous effect. The makeup involved major work on the eyes. Since it was an evening event, it was imperative to make the eyes smoky and shimmery. That, combined with rosy lip gloss, made her face seem as delicious and scrumptious as a puff pastry, ready to be devoured. Nisha had helped her find a perfect pair of silver chandelier earrings in her jewelry box, that now dangled gracefully from her ears, and Nisha swore that she looked like a goddess in those. As she took in everything and appraised the final product of all the hard work that Nisha and herself had been putting in since the afternoon, she couldn't help but agree with

Nisha and feel gloriously beautiful. A part of her was impatiently anticipating to see Raj's reaction to the way she looked. The thought of it made her body shiver deliciously with excitement. "Thanks for helping me pick out these earrings and helping me with my hair and make-up Nish." Luvleen smiled gratefully at Nisha. "Oh no problem at all" Nisha waved a hand casually, and continued, "Now get your butt out of here and get to the ball, I mean gala. It's already six o' clock and the thing starts soon!" Luvleen really did feel like Cinderella, all ready to go to the grand ball, and she giggled at the thought that Nisha had almost acted like her fairy godmother. A more realistic version of Cinderella would enfold something like this, wouldn't it? The fairy godmother would conspire with a rich handsome guy to buy Cinderella a gorgeous dress, then force her to spend a whole day at the spa, getting beautified from head to toe, then help her get ready, and then arrange for her transportation. Wait Nisha hadn't done that bit. Or had she? The way Nisha had been so helpful Luvleen wouldn't be surprised if she had a pumpkin carriage parked outside her apartment building, or in this more realistic version one of those horse carriages from Central Park would do. Now that would be plain silly, and plus traveling in a horse carriage would take such a long time that she would actually miss the whole gala. "Why don't you get your things and I'll go down and get a cab for you," Nisha said. There she was doing her fairy godmother bit to the tee. Luvleen let out a goodhearted laugh, "Oh come on Nisha, you have already done enough sweetie. I can get a cab myself." "You sure?" "Positive!" Luvleen quickly grabbed the cute little cobalt-blue clutch that came with the dress, then draped a shawl around her shoulders. And as she was about to walk out of the door, she turned around and gave Nisha a big giant hug and uttered sincere words of gratitude. Luvleen had no problem getting a cab and within minutes she was on her way to the Plaza hotel ready to start this interesting evening with Raj. She didn't know that as soon as she stepped out of the apartment, Nisha went straight to her bedroom and placed a box of condoms on her nightstand with a sticky note on it that read, You can thank me later, complete with a winking smiley face. Now that's something that Cinderellas fairy godmother would never do, or would she? ----------------------

Raj was pacing around in the lobby of the Plaza impatiently. He had never been this nervous in his entire life. What if Luvleen was still mad at him, and had changed her mind about coming? He checked his watch again and again, and reassured himself that he had nothing to worry about, because it wasn't 6:30 yet, and she wasn't late. The lobby was bustling with enormous activity. People were coming and going, many dressed elegantly, probably also there for the gala, and other just regular guests of the hotel, checking in and out. Raj obviously paid attention to nothing around him. The lobby might as well be deserted and he wouldn't notice. In his nervousness he didn't even realize when he climbed the staircase in the center of the lobby and started pacing around at top of the stairs that overlooked the main entrance. His eyes were roaming at the scene below him when suddenly they caught the sight of Luvleen walking in through the huge main doors looking very nervous and lost. The moment he saw her, it was like everything around her just faded away into the oblivion, and only she existed. He was completely and wholly mesmerized by the magnificent allure and grace Luvleen exuded in that dress. His eyes froze on her, as he drank in her translucent beauty. The appeal of that glorious body, those raven locks, and those ocean-deep eyes appeared magnified twenty times in that moment. And thats when he realized that this woman in front of him epitomized the perfection in the opposite sex. And if she reciprocated even half of what he was feeling for her, then he would be the luckiest bastard in the whole world. His pulse had quickened and his body was responding to her alluring charm in a way that was borderline embarrassing. So, he took a deep breath, told his body to behave and was somewhat successful at getting rid of some of the embarrassing signs of his excitement, and then dashed down the stairs, because he just couldn't stay away from her any longer. Luvleen was feeling very self-conscious and out of place in this grand and larger-thanlife place that she had only seen in movies before. It was hard for her to digest the fact that she was actually at the Plaza. As she scanned her surroundings hoping to find a familiar face, she suddenly spotted Raj in the crowd. Her eyes stilled on him as he dashingly strode across the room toward her. He looked so devastatingly handsome in his black Armani tux. Her chest rose and fell dramatically with anticipation, while he closed the distance between them. She could see his response to the way she looked in his eyes, which shone with so much longing and desire that they made her skin prickle with excitement. She bit her lips nervously at the thought that he might be admiring the very immodest boobage that her dress revealed, and regretted taking off her shawl before coming inside the hotel lobby. Their eyes continued to remain fixed on each other as Raj came to a stop a few inches from her. Both were speechless. He reached for her hand and as he clasped it in his she drew in a sharp breath in anticipation of what he planned to do with it. He gently brought it up to his lips and placed a gentle kiss on her knuckles, causing a jolt of electricity to pulse through her body. Then he gave her a smoldering smile that reached out to the very core of her being and awakened sensations that had no business being awakened in a public place like this.

"Luv, I don't have the words to describe how beautiful you look tonight," he said in a deep serenading voice. She smiled bashfully and lowered her lashes, still not able to say anything. He let go of her hand and offered her his elbow and she immediately entwined her arms around it. They proceeded to walk together toward the ballroom. Inside the ballroom, many familiar faces convened and indulged in cocktails and lively conversations. Many acknowledged and nodded at Raj and Luvleen as they walked in. Luvleen could feel many admiring eyes on them. She wondered what people thought of them coming to the gala together. Suddenly Jen and Sylvie jumped out of nowhere and almost ambushed them. They were both so hyper and talking so fast simultaneously that for a second Luvleen couldn't make out what they were saying. Oh my. Look at you Luvleen. Dont you look like a diva tonight. Jen said in a bitchy tone, clearly giving away the fact that she was a bit jealous. You look like a goddess Luv! Sylvie chimed in, sounding much more sincere and a bit tipsy. Thanks girls, you two look pretty gorgeous yourselves, that was an overstatement, because Raj thought they looked absolutely trashy in their short skanky dresses that left nothing to the imagination. Oh my goodness you guys. You have to check out the bar, it is fantastic! Do you know what I am having? Sylvie squeaked enthusiastically while holding up her glass that contained some kind of a cocktail from the bar. What are you having? Luvleen asked innocently. An Orgasm! Sylvie replied and giggled like a complete ditz. Excuse me, what did you say you are having? Luvleen thought she misheard Sylvie. Raj couldnt help but smile adoringly at Luvleen. Oh, how unworldly and innocent she was. Orgasm! You know, the drink! Sylvie said as if she was talking to an idiot. Oh thats right. You dont drink so you wouldnt know, Jen added in a mocking tone. Oh my Gosh, Luv. You have to have an orgasm tonight! Its fantastic! Sylvie exclaimed.

Why just one, have a couple! Jen added while eying Raj suggestively. She was definitely on to them. Heat rose in Luvleens cheeks. Oh she would love to have an orgasm or two for sure, but the real ones, and preferably with Raj on top of her. She couldnt believe she was having such naughty thoughts. Suddenly it seemed like the temperature in the room had kicked up a notch, and she could feel Rajs gaze boring down on her. She couldnt stop herself from meeting his eyes, and flushed immediately when she noticed his eyes twinkling with wicked mischief. Could he read her thoughts? Thats what it seemed like. After this I am gonna try the Screaming Orgasm! Sylvie declared loudly. Good for you Sylvie! Raj chimed in, looking extremely amused. Hey Raj, can I get you an Orgasm? Jen addressed Raj saucily. Oh I dont need your help with that, he said slyly with a wink. Jen rolled her eyes. Oh whatever! She said, trying to downplay the diss she just received. So no Orgasms for you two? Sylvie asked as she pulled Jens arm and proceeded to walk away. Were good! Raj said while stifling a wide grin. Sylvie and Jen shrugged their shoulders and walked straight toward the bar. I am telling you Luv, that Sylvie is an alcoholic in the making, Raj murmured in Luvleens ear. She chuckled in response. Well, that Orgasm sounds pretty good. Even I am thinking about having one, she said sassily. She didnt know what had gotten into her. Maybe it was the little twinge of jealousy speaking that she felt over Jens flirting with Raj, but she was on fire. Raj badly wanted to say, Oh, I can help you with that! It took all his willpower to keep him from saying it. Sexual energy surged between them, as they stood there for moments, staring at each other, caressing each other with their eyes. Then suddenly an announcement requesting everyone to take seats at their tables startled them and brought them back to earth. Raj escorted Luvleen to their table, pulled her chair out for her, helped her settle down and then took a seat next to her. When they were all seated at their table and conversation between the occupants of that table was in full swing, Luvleen suddenly felt Rajs foot running up her ankle. Was he playing footsie with her under the table? He had actually

taken off his shoe and was teasing her with his toes. She stilled, then slowly titled her head sideways toward him, arching an eyebrow at him. He winked at her in response and continued his ministrations under the table. His foot started taking liberties with her as it went from teasing her ankle to massaging her bare calf under her dress. She closed her eyes at the thrilling sensations he ignited, then stole a glance at him, pleading him to behave with her eyes. He only grinned wickedly in response. Of course, the goofball would always be a goofball, even at a formal event like this. She should have expected something like this from him. Then suddenly, she felt his hand on her knee. What the hell was he doing? It seemed like he was on a mission to make her look like a complete fool tonight, in front of all these elegant folks. She felt bewildered yet aroused at the same time, as his palm made its way up her thigh. Wow that felt so good. Her breathing started becoming heavier as his hand continued to work the magic on her thigh, and she realized that she couldn't let him continue, because in a little while her reaction to his actions would be just plain inappropriate. She discreetly grabbed a fork from the table and upon finding a perfect opportunity poked his hand lightly with it. Even though she had done it very gently, his reaction was still rather obnoxious and attention grabbing. He actually exclaimed, "Ouch!" What the heck! She barely even touched him with the fork. What a cry baby. She couldn't help but laugh. He eyed her with feigned anger, while everyone at the table asked him if he was okay. He smiled very politely at them while telling them that he was perfectly fine. Luvleen found it very hard to contain her laughter, and had to place a hand in front of her face to hide her amusement. The dinner went without a hitch. Raj behaved like a good boy, leaving Luvleen feeling absolutely triumphant for having used the fork on him. She kept it handy just in case he decided to get touchy and feely again. After the dinner, Mr. Swift came on the stage and started the brief presentation in which he was going to recognize Raj. Raj straightened up in his chair and started running his fingers through his hair nervously. Luvleen met his eyes and smiled reassuringly at him. "You look fine. Don't worry about it." After several boring minutes in which Mr. Swift went on and on about the success and prosperity that the firm had earned over the past year, he finally came to the part where he was supposed to recognize Raj. "Ladies and Gentlemen. Tonight we are going to be recognizing and honoring a bright young talent in our firm who has single handedly managed to make one of our very important clients very satisfied with us. This young man's hard work has ensured that Callahan Capital Funding Inc. will continue to remain our most loyal client. So please join me in recognizing Mr. Raj Khanna."

The room broke into a loud applause. Raj felt very humbled. He just sat there for a few moments with his eyes closed, trying to let it all sink in. Luvleen leaned closer to him and whispered in his ear, "Go get em tiger." His eyes popped open and he stared at her. Passion glimmered in his eyes. She continued to smile at him, urging him with her eyes to get his butt to the stage and collect his award. He finally got up and amid applause he made his way toward the stage. Mr. Swift greeted him with an enthusiastic handshake and handed him an envelope which most likely contained some kind of a monetary reward. Luvleen couldn't help but beam and swell with pride as Raj accepted the award and then made his way to the podium. He began his little acceptance speech, "Thank you ladies and gentlemen and my dear colleagues. I appreciate this honor form the bottom of my heart. Thank you Mr. Swift for your kind words, though I do want to make a correction to what you just said," the crowd became uncomfortably silent. Raj smiled and continued, "I didn't manage to win the Callahan case single handedly. As a matter of fact, I had a lot of help. This is going to sound very clichd and maybe corny to some, but you know how they say that behind every successful man, there is a woman. Well it is very true in my case. If it wasn't for the hard work and endless dedication from my assistant, Ms. Luvleen Kapoor, I wouldn't have been able to win this case. So in my opinion, this honor belongs to her just as much as it belongs to me." The whole crowd broke into another loud and enthusiastic applause, and all eyes traveled in Luvleen's direction, while she sat there in utter shock and disbelief. She couldn't believe Raj had just done that. Many bosses took all the credit for the hard work of their subordinates. But Raj had so generously decided to share the glory with her, and given her due credit. She felt overwhelmed with gratitude and so attracted to Raj at that moment that she thought she would combust. When Raj came back and took his seat next to her, she couldn't stop herself from reaching out to grab his hand and squeezing it tightly. He responded with equal eagerness. A little bit later, when dancing started and everyone flocked to the dance floor, Raj stood up and held out his hand to her. Smoldering passion sparkled in his eyes as he asked, "May I have this dance?" Luvleen immediately sprang to her feet and before she knew it, she was twirling and swaying in his arms, as a slow romantic song played in the background. He gathered her in his arms and she couldn't help but snuggle up against his chest. The Manolos had added three inches to her five-foot-five height, but she was still short enough to be able to fit perfectly against his six-foot-two frame, and nestle her head in the crook of his neck. He nuzzled the top of her head and reveled in the sweet citrusy scent of her hair. In that moment they did not need words to communicate their feelings to each other. Their bodies did all the talking. The way he held her so possessively yet lovingly; the way he tenderly kissed the top of her head, and sensually massaged the small of her back, was enough to convey to her that he had surrendered his heart to her. She didn't need any

verbal profession of affection from him anymore. And the wall that she had built around her to protect herself from him, came crumbling down. She slowly lifted her head to meet his eyes, his lips grazed her forehead in the process, and then he kissed her there. Her eyelids fluttered shut as she relished the exquisite sensation the kiss ignited. When she opened her eyes, she found him gazing lovingly at her. The long speech, filled with litany of apologies, that he had prepared for her was completely forgotten, and he could see in her eyes that he didn't need to say anything, because he could see that not only had she forgiven him but she actually loved him. I am the luckiest bastard on this planet! He thought, as he continued to rock her in his arms.

Chapter 16 Raj parallel parked his BMW convertible in front of Luvleens apartment building and turned off the engine. After the gala ended, she had taken him up on his offer to drive her home. The whole car ride was wickedly awkward and charged with electrifying sexual energy. Both were wondering what was going to happen once they got to Luvleen's place. Would they just say goodbyes and go their separate ways, or would this beautiful, enchanting night continue toward a blissful and satisfying culmination. Every fiber of their beings was craving hungrily for each other, their bodies ached to come together, but their minds kept telling them to slow down. Luvleen didn't know what to do with this incredible yearning surging through her entire body, compelling her to reach out and touch him, to run her fingers through his sexy hair, and to caress his jaw and feel his stubble against her fingertips. She longed to kiss his lips, and taste that sweetness again that she tasted that night when he first kissed her. The mere thought made her breasts feel achingly sensitive within the confines of her strapless bra, begging to be touched and caressed by Raj. She heaved a sigh to ease the tension growing in her chest but it just seemed to get worse and spread all the way down to her core situated between her thighs. She bit her bottom lip and stared blankly into the darkness of the night to mellow down her racy thoughts, but had no luck because the tension had turned into liquid heat between her thighs by now. On the other side, Rajs heart was racing, and his pants were starting to feel a bit too tight around the crotch as he watched her chest heave up and down, emphasizing the delicious swell of her breasts peaking form under the naughty neckline of her dress. Every cell in his body wanted to pounce on her and taste those scrumptious breasts that had been teasing him all night, or devour those tantalizing lips that dared and beckoned him. However, he kept telling himself that he had to be a gentleman, that she was a virgin, and

he would just scare her if he jumped on her like a sex-crazed maniac. The fact that she had forgiven him for being a big jerk was more than enough for right now, and trying to take anything else from her at this point wouldn't be right. Even if it killed him. After a brief awkward silence, which seemed to have lasted an hour, Luvleen stole a shy glance at him and smiled nervously. "Well, this is my stop." "Yep," he said, painfully forcing a smile on his face. "Thanks for a lovely evening Raj," she said coyly. "I should be the one thanking you...for everything," he said, as his eyes roamed longingly all over her, making her shiver with awareness. She proceeded to undo her seat belt, hoping that it would get stuck again, and give her another opportunity to get up close with Raj. But the damn thing clicked open on first try. Ha ha very funny. She laughed in her head. As she attempted to unlock her door, she heard Raj say, "Oh, allow me." He jumped out of the car and walked around to her side. Opening her door for her, he took her hand and helped her out of the car. She gazed at him from under her lashes, as she forced herself to say, "Good night, Raj." He sighed and uttered, sounding absolutely desperate, "Good night Luv." She turned around and proceeded to gracefully walk up the steps of her brownstone building. He took a few steps back, and leaned against his car, watching her go with such bleakness and despair as if his life was being taken away from him. God, he would sell his soul right now just to have her back in his arms. When she made it to the top of the steps, she got her keys out of her clutch, and went ahead to unlock the door. Her hand proceeded to turn the knob when suddenly she stopped mid action. She twirled around, and before he realized what was happening he saw her coming down the steps toward him at an alarming speed. He instinctively responded by holding his arms open to her and she ran right into his embrace. He wrapped his arms tightly around her, not wanting to ever let her go again. While cupping his face with both her hands, she stared deep into his eyes, and proceeded to press her lips on his, kissing him passionately. He returned the kiss with equal fervor as if his life depended on it. Her lips tasted even sweeter than before, so soft and plump. He could spend all night just kissing these delicious lips. "Raj, do you wanna come upstairs?" she asked huskily, as she broke the kiss and came up for air. "You do realize what's gonna happen if I do, don't you?" he rasped, also fighting for breath.

"Yes, I do," she purred. "Are you sure Luv? Are you sure you're ready for this?" He asked, panting with anticipation. She could only nod, because the intense desire that she felt for him at the moment made talking a laborious task for her. "Are you sure you want your first time to be with me?" He had to make absolutely sure before he gave up all his resolve. "I can't imagine anyone else," she breathed. That was all the assurance he needed, and before he knew it, he had swept her up in his arms and was ascending the steps as quickly as he could. This beautiful, lovely goddess had decided to put her trust in him, and had finally surrendered her body to him, and damn it, he wasnt going to let her down. He was going to rock her world. When they entered her apartment they found it empty. Nisha must have been out. Luvleen hoped that she would stay out for the remainder of the night. She pointed toward her bedroom letting Raj know where to go. When they entered her bedroom, he set her down and she proceeded to close the door behind them. Their lips locked in a heated kiss again, while Luvleens hands pushed his suit jacket over and off his shoulders, causing it to drop on the floor. Then her fingers found their way to the knot of his tie and got busy loosening it. For someone who wasnt experienced at things like these, she was moving very confidently. A few seconds later she had managed to yank his tie over his head as well, and was eagerly attacking the buttons of his shirt. He groaned, then cupped her round butt cheeks with both his hands and pulled her hips closer to him, up against his growing erection. She gasped as she felt his erection poking into her tummy through his pants. She froze and stared at him wide-eyed. He smiled devilishly at her, You see what youre doing to me? She bashfully buried her face in his chest, and all the boldness that she felt a moment ago while attempting to undress him, fell out the window. Oh Luvleen, what am I going to do with you, he whispered affectionately while nuzzling her neck and shoulder, his hot breath scorching her sensitive skin. He had always called her Luv, but in these moments of passion, hearing Luvleen roll off his tongue was such a turn-on. She wished he would continue saying it in this melodious way throughout the night. He decided to help her along and proceeded to undo all his buttons and peeled his shirt off his body, then did the same with his undershirt, revealing his perfectly sculpted and

lean torso. Luvleen couldnt stop herself from running her hands admiringly all over his flawless body. Gosh he was absolutely potent and masculine. She felt feverish as she touched him. Her yearning for him continued to intensify, heightening the sweet ache in the throbbing flesh between her thighs. You like what you see? he asked huskily. She nodded coyly in response. Its your turn to undress now, babe, he whispered in her ear teasingly and reached for the zipper at the back of her dress. She closed her eyes in anticipation as he lowered the zipper at a slow and excruciating speed. The bodice of her dress fell apart revealing her nude colored strapless bra barely covering her breasts that were now violently fighting to spill out of the confines. His gaze shifted to those partially covered beautiful mounds, and she could see a storm of desire erupting in his darkened eyes. His hands reached for her breasts and cupped them. Bending his head down, he brushed his lips over the swell that the bra exposed. She arched her chest toward him instinctively, urging him on. As he feasted on her breasts, he noticed that her abdomen was now bare too. The sight of that tight and perfectly flat belly brought back memories of the day at the gym when he wanted so badly to run his tongue all over her tummy. Well, this was his chance to live out that fantasy. He kneeled down, grabbed her hips, brought her closer to his mouth, and laved his tongue all over her sexy abs, encircling her belly button. She shoved her hands in his hair and moaned softly, which ignited a sense of urgency in him. He wanted to make her moan more intensely and loudly and not just moan, but cry out loud with sheer ecstasy. He tugged at her dress that was draped around her hips, causing it to pool around her feet on the floor. His eyes feasted on her newly revealed lacy panties that were also nude colored. She was so delicious from head to toe, he didnt know where to start devouring her. Getting back on his feet he lifted her in his arms and walked toward her bed. He set her down on the bed and reached behind her for the hooks of her bra. Within split seconds the bra was unhooked and off, and before she knew it he had her pinned under him on the bed, and his mouth was devouring her breasts. She felt his soft lips tease her achingly sensitive nipples, causing her to cry out softly and writhe beneath him, while his talented tongue proceeded to bestow torture on her sensitive flesh. When he sucked one nipple into his mouth, she had to bite her lips to keep herself from crying out loud. He did the same to her other breast causing her to thrash her heard from side to side, while sensual feminine moans escaped her lips. His hands ran down the curve of her body, caressing and exploring every single luscious inch. His lips followed the path his hands created and came to rest right below her belly button. Luvleen was a moaning mess at this point. He loved the fact that she was so responsive and so aroused, and he hadnt even touched her down there yet, which gave him a brilliant idea. He hooked his fingers in the waistband of her panties, and slowly slid them off. As the panties came off, she shyly squeezed her thighs together. Apparently

exposing all her glory to a man for the first time had her feeling a bit inhibited. He smiled adoringly at her and tenderly caressed her cheek with his hand. Let me part your legs Luvleen, I want to see you, all of you, he said in a deep sensual voice. The words had such an effect on her that she relaxed her legs immediately. He wedged his hands between her thighs and slowly encouraged her to part them. As her pink, wet and aroused feminine folds became visible to him, his breathing became ragged and his eyes sparkled with sinful delight. Youre so beautiful Luvleen, he rasped. Right at that moment, she silently made a mental note to thank Nisha for talking her into getting a Brazilian wax at the spa, because she could tell that he was absolutely loving the results. He stroked her there gently eliciting a heated response from her. He smiled devilishly and did it again a couple of times, causing her to moan passionately again. He decided to torture her a little, so he stopped and withdrew his hand from her. She quickly opened her eyes and gazed at him hazily. Oh God Raj, do that again, it felt so good, she whimpered. You liked that, didnt you? he teased throatily. She nodded eagerly in response. Wait till I slide my fingers inside you, he added with a wicked grin and proceeded to part her folds and do exactly that. First one finger, then another. She closed her eyes and pressed her head back into the mattress, trying to stifle her frantic cries of pleasure as his fingers penetrated her body and found that sensitive spot inside her. At the same time he encircled her engorged bundle of nerves with his thumb, and teased it expertly, making the sweet ache she felt there intensify. His fingers continued to work the magic inside her and she found herself reaching for that unseen relief that seemed very close yet not approachable. Raj, please! she cried, begging for the blissful relief that her body badly yearned right then, that only he could provide. His strokes became harder and urgent. At the same time he bent his head lower, took her one sensitive nipple into his mouth and started suckling it. That was it to push her over the edge. She cried out loud as waves of earth-shattering pleasure rippled through her entire body, making her tremble with absolute ecstasy. He watched her with fascination, as she thrashed on the bed and cried out through her orgasm. He felt that he had never seen a woman look this beautiful ever before in throes of passion.

When her euphoria subsided, she opened her eyes and found his handsome face smiling down at her. She cupped his one cheek and caressed the bristly skin. He bent down and gave her a lingering kiss. Was that good? he asked. Oh Raj, it was perfect! she said as her eyes traveled to the bulge in his pants. And now its your turn, she murmured. Apprehension appeared on his face. Are you sure about that? Luvleen let out a frustrated laugh, Stop asking me that Raj. I want to be yoursMake me yours. He smiled as a fresh new surge of desire pounded through him. I am gonna need a condom, he said hoarsely. You dont have one on you? He shook his head in negation. Obviously he wasnt planning on having sex with her tonight. Way to be a gentleman at the most inconvenient time. She closed her eyes, feeling disappointed because if he didnt have a condom on him, then he sure as hell wasnt going to find one here. It seemed like this party was pretty much over. Then suddenly, Raj spotted a familiar little box sitting on her nightstand, and his lips curved in a smile. I think I found what I need. He reached for the box and read the note stuck on it with amusement sparkling in his eyes. Luvleen was extremely puzzled and mortified to find a box of condoms in her room. What must Raj be thinking of her at this moment? Its not mine. Nisha must have put it here after I left, she timidly tried to explain. He grinned in response. Remind me to thank her the next time I see her. Then he bent over Luvleen and showered her mouth with ravenous kisses that had her responding just as eagerly, and all the embarrassment she felt a moment ago faded away. She ran her fingers through his hair and pulled him closer. His bulge was grinding against her pelvis as he kissed her fervently. His mouth traveled to her throat and then found her throbbing pulse point. She was so turned on, all over again. He sat up on his knees immediately and unbuckled his belt. Then undid the fly of his pants and lowered them along with his boxer-briefs, revealing all his glory to her. Luvleens eyes widened with amazement and desire as she marveled at the sight of his proudly erect and throbbing cock, all ready to invade her depths. She smiled seductively at him, inviting him to do the inevitable, to take her. He picked up the box of condoms, tore it open, retrieved one foil packet, and before she knew it, he had his cock sheathed in

the thin rubber. She bit her lip in anticipation, sending a ripple of excruciating desire through him. He furiously attacked her mouth with his and nipped at her lips, until she started writhing and moaning ardently under him. He positioned the head of his cock at her slick opening and pushed in. She gasped as his length slowly and carefully entered her. She was so tight, and he could feel her inner muscles involuntarily tightening around him, hindering his invasion. Try to relax Luvleen. Let me in sweetheart, he whispered. She nodded and took deep breaths. Feeling him inside her was wonderful, but she felt an uncomfortable pressure down there at the same time. She pressed her lips together and closed her eyes as he inched further inside her, then with a swift move, he pushed past the barrier. The discomfort made her let out a soft cry. If there was such a thing as half-avirgin, she definitely wasnt it anymore. I am so sorry babe, I didnt mean to hurt you, he rasped as he stilled inside her, feeling like a bastard for having hurt her. She opened her eyes and smiled lovingly at him. Its okay. I am okay now. You sure? Yes Raj, you feel so good inside me, she breathed. Oh Luvleen, my lovely Luvleen, his resolve crumbled again, and he started thrusting gently inside her. Her inner muscles gripped him so tightly and massaged him so sensually that he felt he would explode any second now. The blissful smile on her face assured him that she was enjoying the experience too, and he told himself to hold off on his pleasure and focus on hers first. His one hand reached for her sensitive bud and started stroking it, eliciting fiery responses from her. Her hips started rocking with his thrusts and strokes and as he quickened his pace he could see her nearing her release. He continued his ministrations relentlessly until he felt her inner muscles tighten up and then start convulsing all around his length. Loud sensual moans escaped from her lips as she came. He thrust again and again inside her, feeling his climax coming as well, and with a few final hard thrusts he exploded inside her. Burying his face in her shoulder, he stifled his groans as he recovered from the ecstasy of his orgasm. When he had recovered, he felt her gently kissing and nipping at his earlobe and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips. He couldnt believe that it had finally happened, he had made love to Luvleen, the way he had been wanting to, actually dying to, for the past few months. And he wasnt even remotely sated yet. He wanted more, and the way she was squeezing him inside her, he knew she was willing to give him a lot more. And suddenly he felt himself getting hard again. He lifted his head and smiled at her. So, who do you think had better screaming orgasms tonight? You or Sylvie? He asked, grinning devilishly.

She giggled in response and said breathily, I think I did. He laughed and kissed her, then asked huskily, Are you ready for round two?

Chapter 17 The next morning, Luvleen woke up curled up next to Raj. For a few hazy seconds she didnt remember last night. But when she bumped into Rajs hard body next to hers, her eyes popped open and she covered her mouth with her hands in shock. She had actually slept with him. Yikes! As the memories of the moments of passion from last night came back to her mind, her cheeks flushed and a wide grin appeared on her face. Wow, it was pretty darn fantastic. She totally understood now what all the fuss was about. She didnt have anything to compare last night with, but she could tell that Raj was, what they would call, a great lover. He had been very gentle, generous, and not to mention, smoking hot. He had been very adamant on pleasing her before taking pleasure from her. They had gone for a second round immediately after the first one, which had been equally satisfying and passionate. Then he had woken her up in the middle of the night with hungry and demanding kisses, and they had gone for a third round. This time he taught her how to be on top and ride him. She had really enjoyed that and loved it when he penetrated her to the hilt and possessed her like that. She attempted to get out of the bed when suddenly she heard his sleepy voice, Where do you think youre going? I am getting up, this is what people do in the morning, she said playfully. Youre not going anywhere, he grabbed her arm and pulled her back into the bed, then came on top of her. Youre insatiable Raj! She smiled adoringly at him. Only when I am around you, he said huskily then kissed her mouth thoroughly. As he pulled back, he stared at her for a second, then suddenly asked. Whatever happened to that skirt suit you wore the day I interviewed you? You never wore it again. You remember that outfit? She asked, feeling bemused. Of course I do, you looked so sexy in it. He planted a kiss on her throat making her purr with pleasure. I cant believe you were checking me out! She laughed.

God, youre so beautiful Luv. Do you have any idea about the effect you have on men? There is a reason why that Rohan dude is after you with his tongue hanging out. He said as he continued to nibble on her neck and her jawline with his soft lips. Rohanoh noshit. She suddenly squealed. Raj lifted his head and watched her with an amused expression. You know Luv, a man doesnt like to hear his woman scream out another guys name when hes pleasuring her in bed. Luvleen couldnt help but giggle. I just realized that I am gonna have to have a talk with him now. Yeah, tell him to take a hike. Or maybe, I could continue seeing him while I keep screwing you on the side. She said with a teasing, wicked grin. I swear Luv, if I see you with that guy one more time, something is definitely gonna go down. His voice took a serious and dramatic tone. What are you gonna do? Punch him too? Luvleen asked humorously. I may have to resort to violence, he said jokingly. Ooh I like this side of you, dangerous and possessive, so sexy! Luvleen nipped at his lips, making him growl with satisfaction. Luv, you better stop, or we might end up in this bed for another half an hour or so. He warned as his eyes turned smoldering hot. I dont mind at all. Plus, I think there is one more condom left in that box. We should help it fulfill its destiny, or else itll be really sad. She said sassily while trying to keep a straight face. He crushed her lips with his in response, and they went for another session of hot lovemaking. -------------Luvleen peeked from behind her bedroom door and found Nisha sitting at the kitchen counter, sipping her coffee and grinning slyly at her. I dont even have to guess what happened last night between you and Raj, Nisha said knowingly as she eyed Luvleens disheveled appearance. She had I just had sex written all over her. Luvleen smiled bashfully and stepped out of her bedroom and closed the door behind her.

Where is Mr. Stud anyway? Nisha inquired further. Hes taking a shower. Luvleen made her way into the kitchen and directly reached for the coffee pot. She filled a cup and came to take a seat next to Nisha. So, how was it? Nisha had to ask. It wasgreat! Luvleen said with a huge, wide grin and sparkling eyes. Oh my! How many times? Excluding this morning of course, Nisha persisted in her prying. How do you know about this morning? Luvleen gaped at her, flushing with embarrassment. Nisha giggled mischievously, Luv, you two were at it when I came home this morning. It sounded like someone was killing you in there. I swear to God, if I didnt know any better I would have called the police. Luvleen turned bright red. You heard that? I think the whole building heard that. And I am so glad I spent the night at my friend Lilys place, otherwise I would have been up all night listening to you two humping each others brains out. Thanks for everything Nish. Whatever. Anyway, give me all the juicy details. How many times? Three, I guess, Luvleen said shyly. Shut up! You must be exhausted. I knew Raj would be a stallion in the sack, Nisha exclaimed. Shh..he might hear us! Luvleen scolded her, but it was too late. Her bedroom door was open and Raj was hovering in the doorway with a smug smile on his face. Both girls turned red and tried to appear nonchalant, but to no avail. By the way Nisha, thanks for the condoms, he said with a smug grin as he joined them in the kitchen. Even Nisha couldnt help but blush. Youre very welcome. I get the employee discount at the pharmacy, so it was no big deal. She said awkwardly.

Maybe you should keep the supply coming in the future, he said with a wink, while taking a position next to Luvleen, who took it as a perfect opportunity and elbowed him in his side to shut him up. She was as red as a tomato by now. Ill give you two some privacy, Nisha said and hurried into her bedroom. Luvleen turned to him and narrowed her eyes at him, feigning annoyance, but she couldnt pull it off. He looked so darn handsome with the dark stubble covering his jaw and his hair all wet. She felt like jumping his bones all over again. So you two were talking about me? He asked teasingly. Luvleen smiled sassily. Maybe. You were telling Nisha how I rocked your world last night and this morning? He nuzzled her ear. Luvleens eyelids became heavy in response, but then she remembered that they had to keep their passion in check because they had company now. A lady never kisses and tells, she said and Raj laughed out loud. Liar! He exclaimed. The two continued to goof around as usual while they had breakfast. Raj had to leave a little bit later. As he stepped out of the apartment into the hallway, Luvleen asked lovingly behind him, So Ill see you tonight? You bet, He took her in his arms and kissed her tenderly. Last night was very special to me Luv. He breathed into her ear and she reveled in the sweet sensations he ignited. Just then they suddenly were startled by another male voice in the hallway, What the hell is going on? Rohan! Damn it! Luvleen turned toward the direction of the voice and saw Rohan standing in the stairwell, frowning. A mixture of shock and resentment was apparent on his face. He had decided to surprise Luvleen and spend the whole Saturday with her, but instead he was the one who ended up getting the surprise, and not a pleasant one. Rohan, I didnt know you were coming. Luvleen said guiltily. I dont understand Luvleen, if there was something going on between you two, then what the hell were you doing with me? Rohan said angrily. Rohan, let me explain. Luvleen took a step forward toward him.

You know what Luvleen? Dont bother! In fact Ill make it very easy for you. Good bye, have a nice life. With that Rohan turned around and hurried down the stairs before Luvleen was able to say anything. When he was out of sight, she leaned against the wall looking very alarmed and worried. You okay Luv? Raj asked, feeling concerned for her. Yeah, she said distractedly. However, she wasnt okay in reality. She was panicking that Rohan might go straight to her mother and tell her all about Raj. The last thing she wanted was for her parents to find out that she was sleeping with some guy in the city. It would kill them. Gosh, they would be so disappointed in her. This is what they were afraid of when they showed apprehension on her desire to move to New York. She didnt want Rohan to find out about Raj like this. This must have been so infuriating and such a blow to his ego. It would have been much better if she had gently eased him into it and softened the blow. Rohan didnt seem like a jerk, but men with hurt egos could be dangerous sometimes. She needed to have a long talk with Rohan, as soon as possible, to clear up this mess. I am gonna have to have a serious talk with him, Luvleen muttered. Sure, Raj nodded. Ill see you tonight? Yes. She gave him a half smile. ---------------------Later that evening, Luvleen knocked on the door to Rajs loft apartment, and waited. He answered the door immediately as if he had been standing next to it all this time. When she caught the sight of him in the doorway she couldnt help but feel an overwhelming rush of desire. He looked so sexy in his casual clothes, just blue jeans and a white graphic t-shirt. But then again, he would look good in a sack, or nothing at all. Now that was a happy thought, which sent Luvleens blood pumping to all the right places. Are you just gonna stand there and stare at me, or are you gonna come inside, he said teasingly. Oh yeah, sure, she said distractedly and entered his apartment. It was a typical bachelor pad. Leather sofas, a big high-def TV, a kick-ass stereo system which must have come with surround sound and all, and of course a CD/DVD rack filled with stuff guys like rock music and action flicks. In one corner a computer desk was set up with a book case right next to it filled with thick law books. This must have been his makeshift home office. He had some books stacked on the desk as well, as if they were recently used. This

proved that he was a dedicated lawyer who worked hard and did his homework to give his job one hundred percent. Luvleen loved that about him, he was so smart and intellectual. She hated those hot guys who only partied and had fun, but were zero in the brains department. Raj had the full package, looks and brains which was an absolute turn-on for her. Now where had he hidden his stash of porn? Luvleen wondered as she scanned the area. He either didnt have it or was very good at hiding stuff. For some reason she was more compelled to believe the latter than the former. Nice place, she declared as she made her way around. Wait till you see the bedroom, he said impishly. Suddenly she felt extremely shy and started plucking at the hem of her shirt awkwardly. He found her so adorable at that moment that he closed the distance between them immediately and took her in his arms. She fit so perfectly up against him, her head rested on his chest so comfortably. He wrapped his arms tightly around her and spoke gently, So did you get to sort things out with Rohan? You seemed really worried this morning. Luvleen took a deep breath and walked toward the sofa and plopped down on it. Yes I called him in the afternoon and we met up for coffee. Raj raised an eyebrow in a show of disapproval making Luvleen giggle. Easy there tiger. We just had coffee and talked. You dont have anything to worry about. I know. I am just kidding. So what did he say? Well at first he was very upset, but then after I explained our situation to him, he seemed to be fine. He said that he will let my mother know that he wont continue to court me, and he promised that he wont tell her about us. You and me. And you dont want your parents to find out about us? Well, they might not take it well. Their goodie-two-shoes daughter sleeping with her boss, might not be the kind of news they want to hear. Luvleen said hesitantly. An uncomfortable feeling appeared in Rajs gut. Something about Luvleen needing to hide her relationship with Raj from her parents was a little unsettling. Was she ashamed of it? Did she think it was wrong? He certainly wouldnt want her being involved in something that she wasnt comfortable with. He had always been open about his relationships with his family, and it was never a problem. But then again Indian parents were tricky. There were some who were very open-minded and didnt mind their children dating, while others were strict and disapproving as hell and didnt allow any relationships outside of marriage. He did remember Luvleen mentioning that she grew up in a conservative household, and it was evident that her parents kept her on a tight leash,

holding her up to their traditionalist standards. She must be scared as hell of having to tell them about him. Did this mean that they will have to keep their relationship a secret, and sneak around to be together like they were doing something wrong? Did this mean that the only way she would ever tell her parents about him would be if they made things socially acceptable between them, like got engaged or married? Oh boy, these were the very same questions that he was purposely avoiding yesterday when he finally made a move on her - the implications of their relationship, the expectations from everyone. It was all a little intimidating. Are you okay Raj? She inquired while watching him with concern. Yeah, he said absently. So whats for dinner? Are we going out or did you cook me something? Luvleen changed the topic before things got a little too weird. I ordered some Chinese take-out. I wanted us to kick back and relax here. What, you didnt cook for me? She pretended to look shocked. My culinary expertise is limited to boiling eggs. And even that, I mess up sometimes, he said with a grin. Thats just pathetic Raj! Compared to you I am a star chef, She teased. Maybe you could teach me a few things, like I taught you a few things last night. He bobbed his eyebrows mischievously at her, making her blush. You know, I went shopping at Victorias Secret today, she said suggestively. Hmmgo on. He liked the sound of that. And I bought something that you might like. She went on flirtatiously Raj couldnt stop a humongous grin form appearing on his face, and his eyes gleamed with wicked excitement. Can I see it? Nah-uhafter dinner. She said sassily. Oh no youre showing it to me now. Arent you hungry, dont you wanna eat first? Suddenly I am not hungry for food anymore. Come on Luv, you know how relentless I can be. Go put it on. Whatever it is. I wanna see it.

Luvleen sighed and gave up, a little too easily. Then she picked up her bag and made her way toward the bathroom. Raj couldnt contain his excitement. If the surprise was some sort of sexy lingerie, he wouldnt be able to hold himself back. He walked up to the stereo system and popped in a CD. A slow romantic song filled the room. As he paced impatiently in the living room, he heard the bathroom door open, his eyes quickly followed in the direction of the sound. Luvleen appeared out of the bathroom wearing a sexy red babydoll with matching red thong. Rajs mouth fell open and went dry. He swallowed hard and his eyes roamed hungrily all over her scantily clad body. You like it? She asked, tingling under his smoldering gaze. He didnt even realize when he started moving, but within a split second he had one arm tightly clasping her waist, his other hand digging into her hair at the back of her head, while he bestowed fiery kisses on her lips, jaw, throat and the swell of her breasts. She could feel his teeth lightly nipping at her skin, sending jolts of electricity throughout her system. He lowered the bodice of the babydoll revealing her luscious breasts, then followed the action by encircling each nipple with his tender lips. He suckled until her legs felt weak, and moist heat scorched her feminine core. Their breathing became more and more ragged as they attacked each other with total abandonment. Their coupling had been an event long time in the making. They had desired each other for so long. He had been celibate since he met her and she, well she had been celibate all her life. And now when they were finally together, it seemed like their hunger for each other would never be sated. His hands travelled down to scoop her ass, and with a swift motion he lifted her off the floor. She wrapped her legs around his waist, their lips still joined together. He took her straight to his bed and laid her down on the edge. Holding her legs up, he brought one ankle close to his mouth and laved his tongue over it, making her shiver with anticipation. He formed a trail of kisses down her leg and then knelt down on the floor in between her parted legs. Her breathing became shallow while soft moans escaped her lips as his lips gently tortured the enflamed flesh of her inner thighs. Oh my God Raj, youre killing me, she purred with ecstasy. He gave her a devilish grin. No babe, I am just trying to make you come. Remember I once said that I would love to see you come? Luvleen giggled huskily in response as she remembered that night. He moved his mouth closer to her center, which was on fire and throbbing by now, begging to be touched. He tugged at the waist band of her thong a little too hard, tearing the damn thing right off of her. She gasped in shock at his roughness, but then forgot all about it when she felt his lips gently kissing her down there. She thought she was going to die. The sensation was so intensely pleasurable that it made her whimper with delight. A litany of Oh my God kept escaping her lips. His tongue parted her folds, and plunged deep inside her to taste her. Her hips started rocking as he teased and flicked her sensitive

flesh with his tongue. It was torture, sweet torture. The pleasure in her core kept building and building until it exploded with a bang. Her whole body shook as the ripples of extreme ecstasy surged through her, over and over again. Her loud cries of bliss echoed in his whole loft. Before she even recovered from the mind blowing orgasm, she heard him tear open a packet of condom, and the next thing she knew, he had slid her up to the center of the bed, and was on top of her, ready to enter her. She parted her legs wider to welcome him. Without further ado, he plunged deep inside her and started thrusting at a steady but urgent pace. Her inner muscles squeezed and hugged him tightly urging him to take as much pleasure from her as possible. The thrusts became harder and faster and then with a few restrained but intense grunts he climaxed inside her. Time stood still as they lay there, their bodies entangled, their hearts beating at the speed of light, reeling from the intense pleasure they just gave and received from each other. He had been a little rougher with her this time than before, but Luvleen didnt mind at all. In fact she found it thrilling. At this moment she didnt care about what anyone thought of their relationship, whether it was right or wrong, all she knew was that she loved this man, who seemed to worship her body, and had introduced her to such pleasures that she didnt even know existed. He was perfect and he was all hers, and she was all his, and thats all that mattered.

Chapter 18 The next few weeks were a blur for Raj and Luvleen. They were having such a good time that they didnt even realize when days turned into weeks, and before they knew it, it had been more than a month since they had been together. During the day they got plenty of time to spend together in the office, and sometimes things got pretty steamy of course they closed the blinds and locked the door to his office or snuck into the supply room before they ventured into a risky situation. Most of their nights were spent in each others arms. Some nights Luvleen spent at his place, and some nights Raj slept over at Luvleens. Things couldnt be more perfect. But this bliss was short-lived. ---------What happened between you and Rohan? His aunt just told me that hes not interested in marrying you anymore? Luvleens mother called one evening, and started scolding her the moment she answered the phone. Luvleen grimaced in response to her mothers furious tone, and knew immediately that it was going to be a long conversation. She closed her eyes and took deep calming breaths, trying to think of an appropriate answer to her mothers queries. Finally she managed to

say as calmly as she could, Ma, Rohan and I just decided we were not right for each other. Thats all. This is ridiculous! He was perfect for you. He is handsome, has money, and from what I understood, he really liked you. What made him change his mind? What did you do? Her mother wasnt convinced with the answer that Luvleen gave. Nothing Ma. Things just didnt work out between us. Oh boy, how was she going to get out of this one? It is such a shame Luvleen. I really thought he was perfect for you. Her mother said disappointedly. Well some things are just not meant to be Ma. She tried to cajole her mother. Anyway. Let bygones be bygones. Theres another boy that Mrs. Sharma told me about, who would be a perfect match for you. Hes a doctor and very well settled in Syracuse. Maybe I should look into him for you. The mother threw another bachelor into the mix. Ma please dont. Thats not necessary. Luvleen panicked as she struggled to get the words out. The mother wasnt going to let this marriage thing go, was she? Be quiet Luvleen. You know how worried your father and I are about you, living all alone in the city. Peoples tongues are already starting to wag. Her mothers voice suddenly became stern and authoritative, reminding Luvleen of the time when she was growing up under her parents strict rules. What do you mean? Luvleen asked worriedly. People are saying strange things about you. Mrs. Chopra the other day was saying that she saw you with a boy at a wedding in Long Island a few days ago. She said he was introducing you as his girlfriend to everyone. I told her that she must have mistaken someone else for you. What could you possibly be doing at a wedding in Long Island. This was not happening. Luvleen should have known that it was a really small world when it came to the Indian community. Gossip traveled at the speed of light amongst the Indian ladies. She shouldnt be surprised to find out that the word about her and Raj had eventually gotten around and reached her mother, no matter how much she had tried to hide her involvement with him. As Luvleen was busy digesting this disturbing piece of news, her mother continued to talk. Luvleen I am not comfortable with you living alone out there anymore. People will continue to make up stories about you. You either come back home, or get married, so we can have the peace of mind that youre all right.

Ma, I am all right here. You dont have to worry about anything. I can take care of myself. And dont pay any mind to these crazy Indian aunties, its their job to gossip. Luvleen attempted to console her mother who must have been really distressed to hear this kind of gossip about her, and she couldnt help but feel extremely angry at the stupid aunties who had nothing better to do than to stick their noses in other peoples personal business. If they were making such a fuss over Luvleen being seen at a wedding with Raj, what would they do if they found out that she was actually sleeping with him? Think of the massacre! Luvleen, enough okay? Youve had your way for long enough. God knows what you said or did to Rohan to turn him away, but now I am going to do things my way. I am going to talk to Mrs. Sharma and forward your pictures to this doctor. The mother sounded very adamant. Ma, please dont, Luvleen attempted to plead. The mother cut her off. If youre not worried about your own reputation then at least think of your younger sister. With your carelessness youre going to reduce her chances of finding a good husband as well. Oh no, now the mother was going to go that route. Send Luvleen on a guilt trip. Make her feel like a defiant, ungrateful daughter whos actions were not only harming herself but her loved ones as well. She couldnt blame her mother for feeling this way though. It was the mindset of every Indian from her mothers generation. Her mother was just conforming to the norm. But this was so not fair. Why did these people judge the whole family based on the actions of one member? Okay so maybe Luvleen was being a bit unorthodox, actually a lot unorthodox, according to their standards. But her actions, decisions, way of life should have no effect on her sisters image or reputation. Every person should be held responsible for his or her own actions. No one should have to pay for the mistakes of others. This kind of mindset always irked her. Even when she read about these kinds of situations in Jane Austen books, she found them to be very troubling. Like in Pride and Prejudice, when Lydia ran away from home, it was pretty much considered that the rest of her sisters were doomed. How crazy was that? Here sisters didnt do anything wrong, why should they be punished for Lydias so-called wrongdoings. Now, at least the Brits had left this kind of thinking behind in the eighteenth century. But when it came to Indians, they were still holding on to it to this day. It was absurd. Luvleen felt her anger starting to escalate. Luvleen! Are you listening? The mothers voice brought her out of her thoughts. If you are not coming home, then I am going to get the ball rolling with this doctor. Fine, do whatever you want! With that she hung up the phone. She couldnt talk to her mother anymore. There was no point in trying to reason with her at this point. She would

only end up getting more and more worked up and end up saying things to her mother that she would regret later on. Because after all done and said, she still loved her mother. She still remembered all the sacrifices her mother made for her, all the hard work, the night shifts, physical aches and pains her mother endured to make sure that Luvleen had good food to eat, good clothes to wear, that she got to go to college, and had all the good things in life. She felt torn, and didnt know what to do anymore. Whether to please her parents or please herself. It seemed like now was the time to have the talk with Raj that she had been dreading. --------For the next few days, Luvleen was in continuous search for an opportune moment to have a talk with Raj about the awful phone conversation she had with her mother and the ultimatum that the mother had given her. Even though she was dreading this conversation, she figured that Raj had to know what was going on before her mother dispatched bachelor number two, the doctor from Syracuse, after her to the City. And maybe, just maybe, Raj would provide a solution to her dilemma. The solution that she hoped he would provide, which seemed more like wishful thinking, but hey, a girl could wish couldnt she. One evening Luvleen and Raj stopped at an Italian restaurant near their office after work to have dinner. While they enjoyed their delicious pasta meal, she decided that it was time to get it over with. It was time to rip off the band-aid. Raj, my mother called the other day. She was very upset with me, Luvleen finally mustered up enough courage to start the conversation. Oh? Why is she upset? An alarm went off inside his head. Did the mother find out about him? Where was this conversation headed? He couldnt help but feel a tiny smidge of panic. She was very upset with me for breaking things off with Rohan, and now she wants to set me up with another guy, she nervously revealed further. Why cant your parents just chill and stop bugging you about his whole marriage thing? He sounded annoyed. This wasnt good; he knew exactly where this conversation was headed. They wont stop. No matter how much I try to convince them, theyll continue to set me up with one guy or another, until they succeed at getting me married. They already have bachelor number two lined up and ready to go. He sighed, feeling irritable. Why dont you just tell them about me? That youre in a relationship with me.

I cant do that, she retorted with agitation apparent in her voice. I have already told you that they are very old fashioned when it comes to these kinds of things. I cant just tell them that I am sleeping with some guy. Itll kill them. Luv, youre an adult, and you are free to live your life however you want to. It shouldnt matter what your parents think! It matters to me! I love them. They made a lot of sacrifices and put up with a lot of shit to raise me and give me a comfortable life. What kind of an ungrateful and selfish bitch of a daughter would I be if I just threw it all back in their faces and walked away?! Luvleen had to paused for a few seconds to calm herself down, then she continued in a lower voice, People in my parents circle of friends are already starting to gossip about me, that I am dating a guy in the city. Word about us is getting around. Luv, people will always gossip. You shouldnt worry about that shit. I wouldnt give a damn to the stupid gossip, but the thing is, its causing my parents a lot of grief, and I hate having to put them through it all. He ran his hand through his hair, his frustration evident on his face. What do you want me to do then? Propose to you? Marry you? Make our relationship legitimate? Luvleen stayed quiet for a few moments, processing and appraising his words. Was he being serious or was he being sarcastic? She couldnt tell because his face held a blank expression. She hoped against hope that he was in favor of what he was suggesting. That could solve a lot of problems. She finally mumbled in response. Luv, thats crazy. Weve only been together for a few months. He blurted out immediately. His response felt like a punch in her gut. Obviously he wasnt being serious, just as she had dreaded. He could see that his response had cast a miserable shadow over her face and he immediately felt remorseful. The last thing he wanted to do was to hurt Luvleen. He was crazy about her. She had been by far the best relationship hed ever had. He loved being with her, making love to her. Every moment with her was a dream come true. He only wished that he didnt have to have this conversation with her. Though deep down inside he knew that it was coming since the night he made love to her the first time. He knew that she would be bringing up this question sooner or later; he just wasnt prepared to answer it. He had no answer for it. Marriage was too intimidating, too big of a commitment, too confining of an idea, and just the thought of it made him almost break into hives.

Luv, I am so sorry babe. I didnt mean to upset you, he started wording his apology. What we have together is amazing. I love being with you. I wish we could just focus on the present, and not worry too much about future. Lets not worry about putting labels on our relationship. Lets just enjoy what we have now. If what we have together is so amazing, then why are you so against the idea of marrying me? She demanded, her eyes bearing a hint of disdain. I dont know. What if things dont work out between us? You believe things wont work out between us? I didnt mean that. What I meant is that anything is possible. Relationships usually have an expiration date. I dont believe this, she exhaled with exasperation, this is just a temporary fling for you? Luv, thats not true. Youre misconstruing my words. He made an attempt to amend things, but he knew that the damage was done. His big mouth had said all the wrong things and turned Luvleen off completely. He wanted to kick himself. But no matter how much he wanted to make Luvleen happy, he still couldnt get himself to say that he would marry her. That was just something he couldnt do. Wow. I am glad we had this conversation. Now I know exactly where you stand, she said quietly, and placed her napkin on the table, an action indicating that she was getting ready to leave. What are you doing? Where are you going? He asked in a panicked voice. I am going home. She said dryly as she vacated her chair. I thought you were coming over with me to my place tonight, he said, sounding disappointed. I dont think thats a good idea right now. It would be better if I spent the night alone. Her voice started to choke, and moisture appeared in her eyes. It was obvious that she was upset and ready to cry. Luv, dont do this. Youre making a huge deal out of nothing. Lets talk this out, he pleaded. Raj, its not nothing. It is a very big problem for me. I feel like I am stuck between a rock and a hard place, and youre willing to do nothing to help me, Luvleen said in a choked up voice.

Luv, I am not ready for marriage. He declared quietly, his voice filled with regret. She closed her eyes, and a tear trickled down her cheek. Thanks for telling me that. She murmured, then turned around and proceeded to walk away. He wanted to follow her and take her in his arms to console her, but his feet seemed like they were glued to the floor. He couldnt move. Instead he helplessly watched her walk away in silence. -------------------As soon as Luvleen came home she locked herself in her room, threw herself on her bed and cried into her pillow for a long time. This was inevitable, and bound to happen. She had been a fool for thinking and hoping that she would get a different response from Raj. She knew from the get-go that he was a commitment-phob, that he wasnt interested in marriage. He hadnt kept that a secret. She also knew that getting involved with a man like him was not an option for her, but she couldnt help herself. Falling for him was so easy. Everything about him thrilled her, excited her. Every moment spent in his company was the liveliest moment of her life. He made her laugh, turned her bleak and boring existence into one fun-filled adventure. He was generous and selfless too on so many occasions, a good boss, a caring friend. Her heart didnt stand a chance in front of all of those qualities and those handsome good looks. It was also evident that the affection wasnt one-sided. He was also just as smitten by her as she was by him. She could tell that by the way he looked at her, held her in his arms, kissed her, made love to her. He had it bad for her as well. That is why she had dared to hope that she could change his mind about marriage and commitment, that everything would fall into place and she would emerge victorious at the end. She would have the love of her life, Raj, by her side and her parents approval as well. However, now she knew that it was impossible. At this point it would have been natural for her to curse him out, call him a scoundrel, a user, and give him all sorts of evil titles. But, she knew that he wasnt entirely to be blamed. He had actually attempted to do the honorable thing at first. That was what he was trying to do when he walked away after the first time they kissed. He knew that he couldnt give her what she sought, and tried to keep his distance from her, even though it was obvious that he was burning with desire for her. It was she who had given him so much grief after he did that and made him break his resolve. She literally threw herself at him, invited him into her apartment, and offered him her virginity. What was the poor guy to do? Okay maybe calling him poor guy was a bit too generous, but he wasnt entirely the bad guy in this scenario either. She should have been smart. When he backed off after the first kiss, she should have also backed off coolly, without giving him or herself hell. But, her brain seemed to have shut down at that time. All she could think about was how much she wanted him. She couldnt believe the recklessness that she

embarked upon from that point on. If only she had been using her brain and not her heart to make her decisions, she wouldnt be in the pickle that she was currently in. Raj wouldnt marry her, no matter how crazy they were about each other. The relationship was headed nowhere. Her parents on the other hand were relentlessly hounding her to get married, and wouldnt stop until they got what they wanted. She couldnt tell them about Raj and they would never be okay with her having a pre-marital relationship with him. She loved them too much to disappoint them. What was she supposed to do? After thinking long and hard, she finally figured out the solution. A crappy one, but it seemed to be her only option. She had to walk away from Raj, and it had to be now, even if it was going to be extremely painful because she had fallen hopelessly in love with him. But doing it sooner than later would be the only wise thing to do, so the damage was minimal, before emotional ties became stronger, before they fell further in love. The relationship was beautiful, passionate, and the most wonderful experience of her life while it lasted, but it had to end. There was no point in carrying on something that had no future. Breaking up would hurt, but the pain would go away eventually. Or so she hoped.

Chapter 19 Raj sat in his office and stared blankly at his desk that was covered with piles and piles of papers and files that needed his attention, but he couldnt seem to get himself to do his work. It had been exactly two months since Luvleen quit her job and walked out of his life. He had been shocked, had daylights completely knocked out of him when she gave him her two weeks notice. He couldnt believe that one argument would have such catastrophic consequences. He could still remember her list of reasons for breaking things off with him, which he listened to and understood to an extent. But watching her walk out of his life had been the most painful experience of his life, and he had missed her every single day since she left. It had put him in a perpetual melancholy mood. Finding Luvleens replacement was also an extremely difficult task. Everyone who interviewed for the job just wasnt good enough, or just wasnt Luvleen. His life made so much sense with her in it, every aspect of it, personal, emotional, and professional; and now it was a complete mess. He raised his gaze in the direction of Luvleens desk and watched with disdain the temp that now occupied it. She had managed to get on his last nerve within just a few days. Not only was she completely inept to work as a legal secretary but her overbearing and annoying moral sense was driving him up the wall. She had actually forwarded his mothers phone call to him, and when he had tried to reprimand her for disobeying his clear orders, her response had been, I am sorry Mr. Khanna. It is against my moral

principles to lie. It is very clear in the scriptures that lying is a great sin. I dont want to go to hell. No shit? But you have no problem making others lives hell. He had thought. It was time to send Ms. Holier-than-Thou packing and ask the temp agency to send someone else, whose moral values were loose enough to lie to his mother. The righteous temp couldnt have chosen a worse time to patch his mother through to him. It hadnt been very long since his break-up with Luvleen, and he was in the shitiest mood, when his mothers screeching voice pierced through his eardrum, asking him about Luvleen and how far along were they in their relationship, whether or not there were any chances of an engagement in the near future. The mother had actually reserved the ballroom at the country club for their engagement party. He wanted to pound the receiver on his desk and break it into million pieces. When he told his mother the truth, her high pitched shrieks of disapproval and disappointment almost rendered him deaf. His ears were still ringing and sometimes he even had nightmares about those God awful shrieks. At that point he really felt like he had hit the rock bottom. -----------------After wrapping up her shift at the local library, Luvleen stepped out into the cool November evening. She breathed in the crisp autumn air, while getting ready for her walk home. She loved walking home at this time, right when the sun was getting ready to set, ushering in a quiet, peaceful night. The walk always calmed and serenaded her, and was the only activity that actually comforted her broken heart. Getting over Raj had been the most difficult thing that she ever had to do. She still wasnt over him. His memories still haunted her day and night. As the cool autumn breeze brushed past her, she shivered and tried to shake off his memories as she commenced her walk on the paved sidewalk. There were times when she could still feel his hands on her body, as if he was really touching her. Oh how she missed the sensual touch of his fingers lingering on her skin, on her most sensitive parts, igniting fire and working magic. She exhaled deeply as the vivid images of the times they spent together flooded her mind. I have to get over him. She told herself as she shook her head, a physical act that she hoped would have control over her emotions and make her stop pining for Raj. But it had little effect. Today, even the walk wasnt helping. As she was caught up in her innerturmoil she heard a car approaching from behind her. Expecting it to pass right by her, she didnt even give it a sideway glance, but much to her surprise instead of passing by, the car came to a stop next to her. Giving in to her curiosity, she ducked her head a little lower to peek inside, and found Rohan sitting behind the wheel and smiling at her. Rohan? What are you doing here? she asked, astonished at the unexpected reunion with someone she thought she would never see again. Just visiting my aunt. Do you need a lift somewhere? He asked.

I was just walking home, Luvleen responded apprehensively. I can drive you there. Plus its getting dark, I dont want you walking alone at this time, he insisted. Trust me its perfectly safe around here, she said while suppressing a smile. I insist. Itll give us a chance to catch up. He persisted. She smiled and gave in to his persuasion, then proceeded to sit on the passengers side seat of his car and put on the seatbelt. He smiled amiably at her and put the car in drive. After a moment of awkward silence he spoke, So, my aunt was telling me that you moved back here a while ago? Yes, I did. She chuckled and continued, I see that my life is an appealing topic of discussion these days. He chuckled in response. She actually brought you up in the conversation, thinking she might get a reaction out of me or something. You know how these ladies are. He said apologetically. Oh no its okay. I dont mind. So you quit your job in the City? He continued asking questions, and she got the feeling where he was headed. Yes I did. She replied softly. Did it have anything to do with Raj? he asked hesitantly. She gave a humorless laugh. It had everything to do with him. He and I broke up, and there was no point in continuing to work for him. I had no other immediate prospects in the City and I didnt want to be a burden on Nisha, so I decided to move back in with my parents until the next chapter in my life begins. I see. And what do you see happening in the next chapter of your life? Nothing that I actually want to happen. I just see a lot of bleakness and hopelessness. You dont sound too happy. I am not, she laughed in self-pity.

Surely there is something in your life thats keeping you afloat. Is the job at the library helping? It is good at distracting me from feeling sorry for myself. I am surrounded by books, and I can just immerse myself in them, and forget about how much my life sucks at the moment. Sorrow strained her voice as she talked. Rohan got the feeling that Raj must have really hurt her, and suddenly he felt a rush of overwhelming sympathy for her. Luvleen, things dont have to be this bleak. You can be happy after Raj. He couldnt help but say that. She shot him a glance and sighed solemnly. I am not sure. It seems like I have no control over my life anymore. Everything I want is so beyond my reach, there is no point in going for it. So, I have given in to the demands of elements around me. What do you mean? My parents want me to get married and settle down, and I have decided to be the good Indian daughter they want to see me as. I will marry whoever they choose for me, and try to make best of the life that follows. Are you sure thats what you want? Do I have a choice? He couldnt answer, instead he just watched her silently. When he pulled up into the driveway of her house, she turned to him with a soft smile. Thanks for the ride. Youre welcome, he responded and watched her get out of his car. Before she stepped away he said, Luvleen I am here for a while, lets hang out again sometime. Sure. You have my number. Give me a call. She said quietly and walked inside the house.

Chapter 20 Luvleen had taken Rohan up on his offer to hang out again and a few days later found herself having coffee with him at a neighborhood caf. Hows your music business going? she asked.

Its going great! He replied enthusiastically. We are very close to getting a record deal. Well, not me but the guys I am working with. And I have a few other offers from other artists to work with them. Things couldnt be better. I am so happy for you. She said, smiling genuinely at him. He smiled back at her, his adoring gaze lingered at her face making her shift in her chair a little uncomfortably. Luvleen, I have been meaning to say something to you, he said nervously. What is it? I just wanted you to know that I still am willing to marry you, if you are open to the idea. She gaped at him for a few seconds, trying to figure out that what she just heard was correct. You still want to marry me? She asked in disbelief. Even after knowing about Raj and I. Luvleen, I dont judge you for your past. We all have a past. I am not perfectly innocent either. God knows I have made my share of mistakes and have been with girls who were clearly all wrong for me. But, I learned from my mistakes. This is all part of life. Our past, our mistakes make us stronger and better people. So it does not bother you that I am not a virgin anymore? She asked with a hint of cynical humor in her voice. I am not a virgin either. That makes us even, doesnt it? He said with a nonjudgmental grin, making her smile and blush. He continued, Think about it. You dont have to give me an answer now. Take all the time you need. I dont know what to say Rohan. But I will definitely think about it. She responded with sincerity. Ill wait for you, he said. Did he mean that hell wait for her response or for her in general? She couldnt tell, but she knew that she had some serious thinking to do. ---------------------When she came home, she was completely restless, and found herself pacing back and forth in her room, trying to make sense of the recent developments in her life. Rohans

proposal had been completely unexpected, and she didnt even know what do with it at the moment. She couldnt picture herself marrying him. Even though she found him attractive and charming, definitely the type of guy that any girl would be all over, but still the spark was always missing when it came to Rohan. And what baffled her even more was the fact that he was still willing to marry her even after she blew him off completely for Raj. He still seemed to be devoted to her, like that guy from one of Jane Austen books. What was his nameColonel Brandon! Holy Cow! Suddenly, as if a light bulb went on in her head. She could clearly see the similarities between Rohan and one of her favorite literary characters, Colonel Brandon. She always loved Colonel Brandon and no it wasnt because Alan Rickman looked pretty good as him in the movie adaptation - but because he was such a good guy. He was honorable, upright, and extremely genuinely good. Luvleen always wanted to kick Mariannes butt for dissing Colonel Brandon and mooning over the player Mr. Willoughby. Oh shit! Did this mean that Raj was Mr. Willoughby? Wow! If anyone had said to her a year ago that her life would pan out just like a Jane Austen book, she probably would have laughed at their face, but now the similarities between her and Marianne Dashwood were so starkly apparent, that it gave her goose bumps. She always did want to be a Jane Austen heroine, but more like Elizabeth Bennett, or Anne Elliot, or Emma Woodhouse, or even Elinor Dashwood, but not Marianne. To Luvleen, Mariannes story was just too tragic and always broke her heart. Marianne was so innocent and nave, wore her heart on her sleeve, was completely smitten by Willoughby. He was her first love. She loved him wholeheartedly and had her heart broken so mercilessly by him. The other heroines also did suffer temporary heartbreaks and pined for the heroes, but only for short duration, and eventually the heroes came back to them, professed their undying love to them and they all lived happily ever after. But not in Mariannes case, Willoughby never came back to her. True that Colonel Brandon stepped in and picked up the pieces, but Luvleen always felt that Marianne settled for Colonel Brandon halfheartedly and she only truly loved Willoughby. What an irony, as if fate was playing a joke on Luvleen. Her life had become the mirror image of one of her least favorite love stories. But comparing Raj to Willoughby was a bit harsh. Willoughby was a total scoundrel, a two-timer, a cheater, with a baby-mama and everything. Raj was a jerk to some degree, but not a complete scoundrel. He needed to get his butt kicked big time but he did genuinely love Luvleen, and was completely devoted to her for as long as they were together. Plus, breaking up hadnt been his idea, and he actually seemed devastated when she left him. But oh well, he didnt even try to stop her, and refused to do the right and honorable thing. Moreover, he hadnt even attempted to contact her since she left, as if he was over her already. That made him a disagreeable person. This whole comparison suddenly made things very easy for her. It was perfectly clear to her now that which route she should take. If Sense and Sensibility had taught her anything it was that when Colonel Brandon offers you his hand, you take it because good men like Colonel Brandon are rare and dont come around too often. True, he wasnt the most

exciting guy Marianne knew, but he would surely worship the ground she walked on and would look after her his whole life, and Marianne would eventually learn to love him. And one more thing Luvleen learned from Sense and Sensibility was that men like Willoughby never come back, so its hopeless to pine for them. So with this epiphany, Luvleen made her decision. The decision to say yes to Rohan; to marry him. ---------------Raj had become a complete brooding mess. Everywhere he turned, everywhere he went, he was reminded of Luvleen. At the gym he could still see her running on one of the treadmills clad in her skimpy little sports bra and tight yoga pants, her adorable ponytail bobbing with her every stride. At his apartment he could still smell her sweet scent in his sheets. He had washed them many times, yet her sweet intoxicating scent wafted around him, driving him crazy. And the office, thats where most of her memories were etched. Every single square inch of his office bore an imprint of her. He still remembered the way she would walk into his office and so comfortably plop herself right on top of his desk many times. He had actually pleasured her right there on his desk once. Her moans of ecstasy still echoed within these four falls. The memories of that one time were still as vivid as it happened yesterday. She had worn that naughty burgundy skirt-suit to work that day, and it had turned him into a complete horny mess. He had walked around the office with a semi hard-on pretty much that entire day until he just couldnt take it anymore. He pulled her inside his office, closed the blinds and locked the door, and then took her right there on his desk. That had been such a fiercely passionate yet tender moment between them. They had been a little naughty in the office before but never did he think that he would actually go all the way with her there. And then he did. That was the effect she had on him. He wanted her more than he wanted anything else in his life. She was the best thing that had ever happened to him. He loved her - absolutely, positively adored and worshipped her and she had given him so much in return. She had given up her virginity for him, something that she had been saving, and losing it could have resulted in a lot of negative ramifications for her, especially in the conservative Indian community that she was a part of. But she didnt care; she had given herself to him wholeheartedly, without caring what people would say and how they would judge her for crossing the so-called boundaries of virtue. She loved him, truly loved him. And how did he repay her for her selfless devotion to him? He had told her that he couldnt make a permanent commitment to her, couldnt marry her. What a bastard had he been? He never loathed himself before as much as he was loathing himself at this realization. As he was busy hating himself his phone beeped. His temp secretary informed him that there was a young lady at the reception asking to see him. He hoped against hope that it was Luvleen, that she had come back. But to his disappointment it turned out to be Nisha. He was totally surprised at Nishas visit but hoped that she had some news from Luvleen and that gave him a reason to cheer up a bit. He asked his secretary to let her in.

Nisha stormed into his office, her face stern and furious. Youre an Asshole! With a capital A. She scolded him in her usual manner. He had to bite back a smile when she scowled at him furiously. I am sure I deserved that compliment. Why dont you have a seat, and tell me what this is all about? He said calmly. She scoffed, then gave him a death glare. Ill remain standing, thank you very much! Nisha whats going on? Is everything okay? Is Luv okay? He asked worriedly, clearly feeling concerned for Luvleens well-being. Nisha showing up at his office out of the blue, with an attitude that clearly screamed murder wasnt a good omen. His heart started thudding at the thought of Luvleen being in some kind of distress. Nisha could see the turmoil in his eyes as he watched her and her anger thawed a little at the realization that he was actually concerned for Luvleen. Luv is fine. Its nothing like that. She decided to put him out of his misery. He took a huge sigh of relief and then regarded her inquisitively. Then whats the matter. Why the sudden visit? I just wanted to tell you that you have been a real asshole to her, she growled while pointing an accusing finger at him. He didnt say anything in defense. Years of practicing law couldnt help him muster up one decent defensive argument. Instead, he just lowered his eyes guiltily Nisha was on a roll. Since he didnt try to stop her she continued, You really hurt her, broke her heart into thousand little pieces. How can you live with yourself? He looked up at her, guilt and self-loathing apparent in his eyes. Nisha continued further, She really loved you. You know that? She still does. You were the first and only guy in her life. Shes not the kind of girl who puts out for anyone. She offered you her everything, her heart, her body because you were really special to her. I am aware of that Nisha, he said solemnly as shame started to gnaw at him. I love her too. Shes the only woman I ever truly loved. Sincerity dripped from every word he uttered causing Nisha to gape at him in surprise. Well you certainly have a great way of showing that true love of yours, Nisha said mockingly. Anyway, youre gonna have to get over her because shes getting married soon.

What?! His eyes widened with shock as he his gaze shot up to Nisha. When? To Whom? The date isnt set yet. But her engagement party is tonight at her parents house in New Jersey. And, if you must know, shes getting engaged to Rohan. Nisha revealed. Rohan?! That son of a bitch doesnt give up, does he? Raj murmured angrily. There is no need to bash him. I actually respect him for stepping in and picking up the pieces after you, otherwise I dont know what would have become of poor Luv. Nisha said in a scolding manner. She could see misery and desperation creeping over Rajs face, and at that moment he looked like worlds most miserable man. She almost felt like sympathizing with him. I can see that you are very disturbed by this news. If you truly love her as you said, and want her back in your life, then you have to do something. And it has to be now. Before she exchanges rings with Rohan tonight at the party in front of the whole world. Suddenly a hint of hope glimmered in his eyes as he raised them to her. She continued talking, I am heading out to Jersey to attend the party, and I hope you come to your senses and do the right thing. She placed a piece of paper on his desk which had Luvleens parents home address scribbled on it, and then proceeded to walk out of his office. He stared at the piece of paper, not sure what to do with it. His immediate reaction was to grab it, run to his car, enter the address in his GPS system, and be on his way to win back Luvleen. But a skeptical part of him kept him from jumping on that instinct. What if she doesnt forgive me this time? What if I have truly ruined all my chances with her? The nagging questions started to blur his ability to make a decision. Moreover crashing her engagement party as her former lover would completely create a scandal in her conservative Indian community, and could have some serious social repercussions for her and her family. Those things were important to her and he didnt want to do anything to cause her any harm. He needed to talk to someone, and there was only one person who could give him some good advice. ------------------Karan was driving home from work when his cell phone started ringing, flashing Rajs name on the caller ID. Karan smirked and answered the phone. Whats up douche-bag, what do you want?

Karan, dude, I need some serious advice. Its about Luvleen, Rajs frantic and desperate voice came from the other side of the line. Karan seemed to have a better grasp on this love business than Raj, and since he had hit the nail right on the head last time when assessing Rajs love life, he knew that Karan would have all the right answers this time as well. What happened? You messed things up with her didnt you? I knew you would screw this up! Karan said in a chastising manner. Dude, I have already been kicking myself over that and I dont need another person to kick me while I am down, Raj pleaded. All right, lay it on me? Karan seemed to sympathize. She and I got really serious. We were having a great relationship when she suddenly started pressuring me to propose to her. I am afraid I didnt handle that well. She broke up with me soon after, and now I hear that shes getting engaged to some other dude. The engagement party is tonight. Raj summarized the whole story in a few sentences. HmmAnd are you willing to marry her now? God yes! I love her. I am a complete miserable mess without her. I want her back so badly. I would marry her in a heartbeat, if only she would have me! God I am so lost, I dont know what to do. Raj blurted out his anxieties. Do you remember the Bollywood film Dilwale Dulhania Le Jayenge? Karan suddenly popped an odd question. Yes, but I dont understand what that has anything to do with anything, Raj sounded confused and annoyed. Well do you remember what Raj the hero of the movie, and your namesake, do when his ladylove Simran was about to get married to someone else? He crashed her wedding, professed his love to her publicly, got slapped by her furious and scary-as-hell father about twenty times, and then finally got his butt seriously kicked by her groom-to-be and his goons. You are not suggesting that I do the same. Raj said as he rolled his eyes at how ridiculous it all sounded. Oh that was just an overly dramatic and exaggerated depiction of events. But, if theres anything Bollywood movies has taught me, it is that its perfectly okay for the hero to crash the heroines engagement party or wedding or whatever.

Dude, I cant just show up there. It could compromise her and her familys reputation. You know how touchy some Indian people are about that kind of stuff. Raj said worriedly. Dude, this is the 21st century! But youre right, that kind of thinking still exists. So, okay, dont make a public scene. Just talk to her privately. Tell her how you feel. And what if she rejects me? That was Rajs biggest fear. Do you love her? Yes! Are you willing to do anything to have her back in your life? God yes! Then just do it man! Dont worry about what shell say, or do. You do what you feel is necessary to get her back in your life. End of discussion. Raj smiled, suddenly feeling perfectly clear about what he was going to do. Thanks for the talk man. I think I know what I am doing! With that he ended the call and shot his bosses an e-mail, informing them that he would be taking the rest of the day off.

Chapter 21 Raj pulled up into the residential street where Luvleens parents home was located. The whole street had cars parallel parked on both sides from top to bottom. There was absolutely no space for him to park his BMW anywhere. Great! It looked like her parents had invited the whole Indian population in New Jersey to this party, that meant a bigger audience for the show he was about to put on. He shouted a few words of profanity and backed out of the street, then proceeded to frantically search for a parking space in the adjacent street. When he didnt have any luck, he just decided to double park. Screw this! He shouted in his head then wasted no time in getting out of the car and literally ran to the house. The modest townhouse was filled to the brim with people. There was no room for him to put his foot down in that place. He could hear people chattering in Punjabi everywhere. The sound of beating of a drum and singing emanated from another corner of the house. He bumped into so many people as he made his way around the house that he lost count how many. Not one of them was a familiar face. How was he supposed to find Luvleen in this madhouse?

Then, as if a higher power took mercy on him, he suddenly ran into Nisha. Nisha! Thank God I found you. He shouted, trying to be heard over all that noise. Raj! I cant believe you came! Nisha appeared absolutely astonished and thrilled. Yes Nisha. I love Luvleen. I wanna talk to her, He said sounding absolutely lovesick and sincere. Nisha beamed at him, feeling a mixture of happiness and pride. Wow, I didnt think you had it in you. You continue to surprise me Raj Khanna. He smiled in response. So where is she? Follow me! Nisha said, then proceeded to guide him toward a staircase and took him all the way to the upper level of the house. Raj followed her into a hallway and then she stopped in front of a door. She is in here. Nisha whispered, and then knocked on the door. Come in! Luvleens lovely voice came from the other side of the door. It sounded like music to Rajs ears. Nisha proceeded to turn the knob and slowly opened the door. Raj entered the room hesitantly after Nisha, and immediately his eyes fell upon Luvleen sitting in front of her dressing table. She was dressed in a bright orange shalwar-kameez, had her hair down and curled, and was adorned with exquisite gold jewelry. Oh boy! Was she a sight for the sore eyes? She looked even more beautiful than he remembered. He paused just to admire the comforting view of her, while she stared at his reflection in her mirror, absolutely shocked at his sudden presence in her room, in her house, in her life. Surprise! Nisha exclaimed nervously. Luvleen didnt seem too cheerful and Nisha started to feel that this reunion wasnt going to be as romantic as she had hoped or imagined. Son of a bitch, Luvleen mumbled, loud enough for Raj to hear it. Geez Luv, I am really happy to see you too, Raj said playfully trying to cut the tension in the room, while his heart started thudding like crazy. Seemed like he had an uphill battle in front him. His lovely Luvleen was still mad at him. But he wasnt going to give up. Not now, not ever. Ill give you two some privacy, Nisha said and hurried out of the room closing the door behind her. Raj and Luvleen were now alone in the room.

Luv, he started to speak. Why are you here? She cut him off dryly, still facing the mirror and not him. Luv, sweetheart, just hear me out. He pleaded as he closed the distance between them and placed his hands on her shoulders. His touch made her instinctively close her eyes and draw in a sharp breath. Oh how she missed him and his touch. But she wasnt ready to confess that yet. He kneeled down behind her, his face just a few inches away from her shoulder. The feel of his hot breath brushing against the flesh of her neck made her shiver with deep longing. Luv, I love you babe. I love you so much. Please come back to me? He breathed his heartfelt pleas into her ear. I cant she said in a choked up voice. Marry me, he added passionately. His voice filled with tremendous sincerity and yearning. She froze for a second to process his words, then quickly turned around to face him, not looking very amused. Oh, now you want to marry me? Your timing really sucks Raj. Its too late because I have agreed to marry someone else. He cupped her face in both his hands as his eyes begged her to hear him out. I know youre mad at me Luv, and I totally deserve your wrath, but sweetheart I know that you still love me. I can see it in your eyes. Gosh Luv, I am falling apart without you. I cant function properly. Youre in my every conscious thought. Youre the only one for me, the only woman I ever truly loved. And, I know the way I treated you was completely unacceptable. You gave me your love wholeheartedly, and I refused to commit to you. I was a selfish bastard, and an asshole. I so dont deserve you. But, Luv, sweetheart, if you give me one more chance, I promise, Ill spend the rest of my life trying to be worthy of you. Tears started rolling down Luvleens face. Her lips quivered as she attempted to speak but words seemed to betray her. Then suddenly she couldnt stop herself from sobbing. Raj gathered her in his arms and held her tightly, while he smoothed her hair adoringly. Shh. He whispered, trying to soothe her. You were a selfish bastard and an asshole! She managed to speak while hiccupping at the same time. But I still love you Raj. I am completely and hopelessly in love with you, and I have missed you so much, you have no idea. He held her face in his palms and nuzzled her forehead, while his lips curled in a blissful smile. He kissed her forehead and slowly brought his lips down to hover over hers. She hesitantly reached for his mouth, and before he knew it, he was kissing her, passionately

and fervently. She didnt resist, instead she surrendered and kissed him back with equal intensity. She still loved him and she was going to forgive him, again. This realization made his heart almost explode with absolute joy. When they stopped kissing and came up for air, he rasped. I have something for you. With that he reached into his pants pocket and took out a small velvet box. Luvleen gasped and her eyes widened. Was it what she thought it was? Yep! It was a Tiffany & Co. box, possibly with some kind of jewelry inside it. The only kind of jewelry that would be appropriate at this time. He looked up at her, smiling lovingly, then proceeded to open the box and Luvleen almost got blinded by the sparkle of the magnificent ring inside it. It was a solitaire princess cut diamond on a platinum band, so breathtakingly gorgeous. Let me do this properly now, he murmured and held up the ring to her. Luvleen, my dearest luvliest Luvleen. Will you marry me? Did he just bust out Darcys lines? In your face Nisha for thinking that men didnt talk like Darcy anymore! Luvleen mused in her head, and a huge smile appeared on her face. This moment could not get any more perfect. Yes! she said as she tried to fight back more tears of joy that started welling up in her eyes. Raj beamed at her and quickly proceeded to take the ring out of the box and slid it on her ring finger. It fit perfectly, it looked perfect! Then he looked up and their eyes locked. Pure love and adoration resonated between them at the moment, as if their souls were joining together. He cupped her cheek, brought her face closer to his, and kissed her again, so tenderly and languorously. She moaned with pleasure in response and melted into his strong embrace. They must have kissed for a while, because when they came up for air it seemed like an eternity had passed. What happens now? Raj asked hoarsely. I have to talk to Rohan, then we need to talk to my parents. She replied breathlessly. Oh okay, he said while his eyes scanned the room. So was this your room growing up? Yes. She replied, and noticed him staring at the twin bed in the corner of the room with great interest. I bet that bed never saw any action back in the day because you were such a good girl. How about we change that? He said as mischief glinted in his eyes. Raj whats cooking in that evil brain of yours? Luvleen asked in a cautious tone. If only he had a dollar for every time he was asked that question, hed have a lot of money by now.

How about we go for a quickie before we take care of business, he said suggestively. Raj! Are you crazy? First of all, we wont even fit on that bed. And secondly, I cant have sex with you here. There are like two hundred people downstairs. Anyone can walk in on us anytime! Luvleen swatted his shoulder, feeling bewildered yet amused. Luv its been more than two months since the last time I got laid. I am at the end of my rope here, he said mischievously. You didnt sleep with anyone else after I broke up with you? No Luv. How could I? I love you so much. I couldnt stop thinking about you. In fact, I havent slept with anyone else since the day I first saw you. Luvleen stared at him for a few moments, then a smiled appeared on her lips as his words registered. So you didnt sleep with Shelley that night? No, he said softly. Oh Raj! Luvleens hand reached up and cupped his cheek, while her eyes roamed affectionately all over his face. Whats up Luv? Why are you looking at me like that? Suddenly I have this uncontrollable urge to grant you that quickie, she said naughtily, as she gave him a quick peck on his lips. Really? His eyes glimmered with delight. She paused for a second to think about it, then shook her head. No. We cant do that here. Its too risky! Oh come on Luv, youre killing me! He cried out. How about later? I promise. Lets take care of important business first. She said. Alright, I guess youre right, he sighed in defeat. -------------You sure youre gonna be okay? Luvleen asked at the end of her phone conversation with Rohan in which she made him aware of the recent turn of events. Rohan had sounded extremely disappointed when Luvleen told him about Rajs proposal, but had graciously decided to step down.

Yes Luvleen I am going to be fine. I want you to be happy, and I am glad that Raj came to his senses before I kicked his butt. He replied. Youre a good guy Rohan. Luvleen said with utmost sincerity. Apparently not good enough. He said in a solemn voice. Oh dont say that. Youre a great guy, and I know someday youll make some lucky girl very happy, she said admiringly. Rohan chuckled in response. I hope youre right Luvleen. Good luck with everything. Thanks Rohan. Take care. You too. When she hung up, she turned around to face Raj, who was watching her intently. That Rohan is all right. He said. Yeah, hes really something. Luvleen replied. So whats next? He asked. One down, two more to go. Time to talk to my parents. Luvleen replied. Lets do it! He said enthusiastically and walked toward the door, then suddenly a panicked expression appeared on his face and he stopped. Whats wrong? She asked. Your father is not a scary kind of guy whos capable of slapping me twenty times, is he? He asked nervously. Luvleen laughed out loud. No, hes not going to slap you! This is not a Bollywood movie. But, just dont let him find out that we have slept together, and you should be fine. She said while winking at him. You mean he would slap me if he knew? He sounded alarmed. She giggled. I am just yanking your chain Raj. He sighed with relief. All right lets do this then. Youre the boss! She said giddily as she proceeded to follow him.

He smiled at her. Speaking of that. Are you going to come back to work for me? Do you want me to? God yes! Well in that case, boss, Ill be delighted to. She wrapped her arms around him and gave him a quick peck on his lips before they headed out to face the music. --------------------Later that night, Raj and Luvleen had finally found a few moments of privacy away from the noise and the hustle bustle in her house, as they lay on the hood of his BMW which was parked in a rather secluded part of the neighborhood now. It had been one eventful and exhausting evening for both of them. Her parents required some serious convincing, but at the end they gave in and granted Raj and Luvleen their blessing. The engagement party went on as planned except for one slight change, the groom was different. A few people gossiped and whispered, but no one in Luvleens family cared at this point. To heck with the gossipers! As Raj and Luvleen lay there, under the clear night sky, gazing up at the millions of twinkling stars, Raj turned his head toward Luvleen and whispered in her ear, You owe me a quickie. Luvleen let out a wicked, deliberate giggle. Not until our wedding night. Youre not serious, are you? Raj propped himself up on his elbow and stared at her in disbelief. She eyed him sassily, Just think about it Raj. How romantic itll be if we wait till our wedding night. He studied her for a few moments with narrowed eyes. The little minx was toying with him, purposely torturing him. This was probably her way of getting her revenge. But hey, two could play that game. He smiled knowingly. Alright. If thats what you want. But Luv, let me tell you something, he leaned in closer to her and brushed her lips with his fingers. There will be no quickies on our wedding night. He ran his fingers over her chin, toward her neck, then sensuously grazed her throat, then chest. I plan on taking my time with you, have my way with every single luscious inch of your body. He drawled his words seductively as his fingers caressed her exposed sensitive skin and came to rest right on top of the valley between her breasts. He could see that her breathing had become ragged, and her puckered up nipples were begging for attention from under the thin fabric of her shirt. Oh she was so turned on. He smiled devilishly.

Mission accomplished! Now she should be begging him for a quickie in about two seconds. He lay his head back down on the windshield of the car, crossing his arms under it, feeling triumphant, while counting the seconds until she spoke. Raj. I was kidding about the whole waiting-till-the-wedding-night thing. She said huskily. Oh? He asked impishly. Yes. I want that quickie. She said with a sense of urgency in her voice. He sat up, grabbed her arm and propped her up with him. He didnt need her to tell him that twice. Lets get inside the car. He said hoarsely, and both wasted no time in huddling up inside the car. The top of the convertible was up so they had plenty of privacy. Once safely concealed inside the car, both attacked each other like two horny teenagers, and didnt come out of it until they were thoroughly satisfied. ####

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