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33. Under the rain- Part 2

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Rajveer and Riddhima were walking down the road, in an incredible slow pace. Riddhima was buried deep into her turmoil of emotions. Rajveer, almost wanted to remind her that they are soaked in water and it would be better if they walk fast. The streets were almost empty due to the heavy downfall. The few people left, were gawking at them. "Do you like rain?" Riddhima looked up at Rajveer, coming out of her trance. "I don't like to get drenched up like this", she answered. Rajveer's car was now in their sight. As he pressed his car's key, suddenly a car swashed by their side, flooding them with dirty mud water. It was followed by jeering voices and loud whistles. Rajveer stepped forward. "You fucking bastards!" he shouted as the car steered away. Riddhima sighed in exasperation. She held Rajveer's hand and pulled him towards his car. "This is why I don't like rain. They are gone, now let's go."

Riddhima looked at Rajveer who was standing , with his one hand on his car's front door. Rajveer had a troubled look over his face while looking at the driver seat. Riddhima couldn't understand, what was taking him so long. She got back to his side and shook him slightly. "Are you in some shock?" Rajveer looked at Riddhima, "maybe we should take a taxi."

"What?...."We won't get...." Riddhima's gaze flickered between him and his car. You..... You are worried about your car getting dirty. Seriously Rajveer?" Riddhima opened and then closed her mouth. She followed Rajveer who walked away under the roof of a shop. She huffed in irritation. She looked at her dirty, appearance of a mud monster. "This man...." Her phone pinged with a message.
I am enjoying my malpua. You don't need to come back soon. Give me the details later😉.
She felt heat rush up to her face.
Rajveer turned towards Riddhima. "Oh! I am sorry. I found a solution. I booked an uber." Riddhima peeked into his phone in his hand. "Dhh! You are ready to pay double price for uber." "I am sorry for it. Actually I bought that car entirely on my own money. I saved for two years to buy it. I am kind of obsessed with cars." Riddhima chuckled slightly. "Did you have any girlfriend before?" "Why?" "It's just that... I suspect, you wouldn't have attracted much with that behaviour of yours. " Rajveer glared at her half annoyed and half amused. "Haa..... You are wrong."

Their uber arrived. "To Mahl....." "Wait" Riddhima interrupted Rajveer. "I can't go there. I mean with you, I can't go. I suspect Vansh had placed his men in front of my building." She whispered to him slowly. All amusement fell off from Rajveer's face. "Dwarka sector 22". "Ok sir."

They arrived at his apartment. Riddhima looked around. "So, you live here." No reply came back. Rajveer went to the key stand. "This is the key to di's room. You can take some clothes from there. " Riddhima entered the room, took a quick bath and wore a strapless yellow top with black jeans. The top was a little bold but she couldn't help it. Her bra was awfully wet. So, she wore the top that didn't require it. She dried her hairs with a blow dryer.

When she arrived at the dining hall, Rajveer looked at her for few seconds and then looked back at his phone. He was sitting at the head chair of the dining table. "I have prepared some coffee for you," he muttered slowly. Riddhima looked at his messy wet hairs. Her eyes followed a drop of water that slid down his jaw to his throat then ....... it immersed in his skin. Down? What am I thinking?
Riddhima took the cup of coffee and sat near him on his adjacent chair. She looked at Rajveer silently who appeared to watch something rather intriguing on his phone.

She leaned forward on the table to grab biscuits from his side. Rajveer reached out his hand to help her when his fingers brushed against the underside of her brachium. Riddhima felt a slight shiver. His gaze on her , made her feel nervous. Rajveer extended his arm to get biscuits, when his gaze fell on her cleavage.
Her top fell forward due to her bending and he could see her breasts hanging down. His hand paused. He gulped his saliva while shamelessly checking her out. Riddhima pondered between all kind of biscuits that he had arranged in the tray. Her long hairs that were stuck on her shoulder fell forward and hid his view. He got out of his trance. What the hell? How can I be so disrespectful towards....! And.....shameless. As Riddhima straightened up in her chair, he abruptly stood up. "Uh! It's an important call." Riddhima nodded her head without looking at his flustered face. Was I so nervous that I didn't hear any ringtone? It appears that Vansh's mention had again made him ignore me.