Baani's POV
And here I am. In mansion.
Honestly... I wanted to come..but just because he's not well.
Otherwise I would've gone back to Bajaj Mansion.
I am still hurt Kabeer Mittal and this time... It won't go that easily.
"Baani" His voice came a bit loud and I looked at him
"What" I snapped
"Ms. Florence is calling you since a minute" He told half sat on his bed and I looked at the nurse.
"Uh yeah" I asked biting my lips as I knew what she's going to tell
"Mrs.Baani, Dr. Singh said he didn't have any instructions for me" She told confused
"Stop doing that Baani" Kabeer spoke in between and I looked at him
Shit!! Did he guess!!
What he might think of me!!
Jealous bitch.. What more!!!
Okay shut up you sub conscious!!
"Doing what" I asked innocently when he told me to bend down.
"Stop.. Biting your lips" He whispered in my ear and I instantly stood straight moving a bit away as heat crawled to my neck.
"Uh..Ms.Florence.. I think there was some misunderstanding. He told that he has to give instructions so I thought he's saying about you. Well no problem if he isn't. You just bring soup. Maya Mom would've made it" It told and she looked at me with a weird face but nodded going out.
Thank god Kabeer didn't understand what I was doing.
"I did" A voice peeped and I turned back to see the smirk which I.. Die on!!!
"W.. What" I asked
" Jealousy suits you Mrs. Mittal" He smirked and I turned again
"W.. What. Jealousy. Why would I be even jealous of a nurse" I said
"Well, first.. Turn around and talk.. And second.. Did I take her name.. " He asked and I'm sure he's still smirking.
Shit man!!!
"I.. I'll bring soup" I told and was running when a hand grabbed my wrist and pulled me on him
"Uh.. Ouch.. " He whimpered and I stood up instantly.
"What the hell Kabeer. You're injured. Don't you think you should stop being a hero every time pulling hands from behind" I bickered and he looked at me.
"Firstly.. I was born hero.. I don't need to be one. And secondly.. You already sent.. Miss. Florence for bringing my soup" He smirked pressing her name and I glared him
"Firstly.. I know that.. And secondly... You're no where even my hero.. My Evans" I argued
"I've blue eyes.. Which change sometimes it's color to blue green just like Evans" He reasoned
"How can you even compare yourself to Evans" I asked shocked
"Like I did" He said and I glared him
"Shut up okay. He's my love" I stated
"Then what am I? " He asked seriously and I looked at him.. Into his eyes.. Which changed it's color from ocean blue to bluish green.
Before anyone of us could say anything the door opened and Ms. Florence came inside.
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