Once Upon A Mr. Goody Two Shoes

CHAPTER 17

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My Monday had suddenly gone wrong. All wrong. The morning had been beautiful. Abeer's had been the first face I had beheld in the morning at office, his billion dollar smile making me go week in the knees. He felt surreal. All of it did.

It was difficult to hit up on reality. Difficult to accept. I had fallen in love. Goddamn I had. I believed in it, of course. But just because it felt pretty in books and movies. How did one know they were in love? And how did they know it was right?

The second question felt more poignant to me. Was it right? Abeer was right, in every sense. But what we had, was it right?

Was it meant to be?

He had hinted that future felt beautiful with me. Okay scratch that.

He had declared in very plain terms that he planned to have a future with me. It was enough for me to stay. But it wasn't enough to assuage all my worries. There was too much on line. It felt too stupid to throw everything away for something I felt, especially when I wasn't even sure if it was...there. 

I have always been practical. Practical to a fault. I knew some things were intangible, but that didn't mean I understood intangible things. What good did 'goodwill' do in a business? Commerce had failed to convince me on that.

What was love, actually? It was intangible, and my sense in making out intangible stuff ended at zero.

My morning in cabin had went reviewing files, reviewing my life, and pondering over Abeer. Abeer was the only constant in my thoughts. The only constant amidst all my doubts, my worries. It baffled me, my faith in him baffled me. I was ready to jeopardize everything I had painfully constructed.

How foolish was that?

Lunch with Abeer had made me forget all of my woes. It had been light, fun, with a lot of suggestive looks and subtle touches that never failed to send tingles down my spine. It felt adventurous, risky. And at the same time, it felt right.

And by the evening, I was whistling with merry as I made my way home, my worries buried under the rock. Or a mountain. It was amazing what a right kiss, at the right time and a very shady place could do to you. 

We had finished our work and were headed towards the parking lot behind the office building when he had tugged at my waist and pulled me behind a pillar, snaking his arms around my waist and planting his lips on mine eagerly. 

I had to agree, to spend the entire day so close to a handsome snack and not feast on it had been tough. But I hadn't known the extent of my deprivation until then. I was all too happy to give in.

I was officially in love with parking lots.

We had broke off to grasp at air when he had murmured against my lips, "Would you mind if I drop by your house at 9 tonight?"

"For what?" I had whispered back, completely taken by the moment.

"To talk," he said in between his kisses.

I tugged at his collar. "To talk?" I teasingly asked, biting my lip to keep the smile away.

His eyes strayed from my eyes to my lips, hunger clear in his gaze. He groaned lightly at the sight, and I pulled him in. "You sure?" I murmured, my voice low and seductive.

I didn't know I had it in me to be seductive.

His pupils dilated, he glanced at my lips for a while, before he pulled himself up and tore his eyes from my lips to look straight into my eyes.