A friend of her

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A new journey

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"You know you should gift Tarika something." Daya suggested his best buddy.

They were sitting on stools of a bar, sipping cokes. Their gazes were scanning their surroundings every now and then. They were there to collect some information about an ongoing case.

"Why?" The second in command of Mumbai CID looked at his friend with a rather confused expression.

"You know, she gifted you a shirt." Daya shrugged his shoulders.

"Is it a give and take offer? That was a thank you gift Daya. How can I gift her something in return? She won't obviously like it." Abhijeet explained.

"Oo, you do care whether she would like it or not!" Daya nodded his head, teasing his friend.

"Shut up Daya." Abhijeet said in defence. " Its just being polite."

"Yeah yeah, when did I say anything else?"

Abhijeet chose not to answer him and looked ahead to see if the person had arrived for whom they were waiting.

His eyes got stuck on a figure on the dance floor. Wait! Was it really her? Dancing on floor in middle of a crowd? In her short black dress? Her hair was messy. She wasn't dancing hard of course but she was indeed talking with that guy in front of her. Abhijeet wondered. She had said she hardly knew anyone in Mumbai. And where the heck was her roommate?

Daya traced Abhijeet's gaze and found it fixed on the person they were talking about a few moments ago. He couldn't help but smirk.

"Jealous boss?"

With great difficulty he took his eyes off of her and looked at Daya.

"What do you mean?" Abhijeet gave him a warning look

Daya indicated towards the dance floor. Abhijeet hadn't realized Daya was aware of his staring at his colleague. And when he realized it was hard not to show any sort of expressions.

"There s nothing like that." Abhijeet dismissed him straight.

"Wanna go and say her hi?"

"We are on Duty Daya."

"So, if you were off duty you would have asked?"

"What's going on Daya?" Abhijeet asked, irritated with his silly teases.

"You tell me." Daya smirked.

"Tell you what?"

"Do you like her?"

"Like who?"

"Dr Tarika." Daya said out, rolling his eyes.

"Dr Tarika? Like as in?"

"Like as in.. you know, like, lust, love etc etc."

"Heck. No. Why would you think like that?" Abhijeet shouted, almost.

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