Dr Meera Saravana has been on the run for the last ten years due to a fatal misunderstanding. She ends up in New York, hoping that maybe this time everything will work out. But that's turning out to be impossible the more she gets involved with the...
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The rest of the morning was quiet after Meera left. Of course...it was frustrating. I kept replaying that mind-blowing kiss we shared and tortured myself. I don't know if my seduction skills were lacking or if Meera had better self-control than me.
I had to physically resist the urge to pull her back into a kiss and take her back to my room. Ever since that day on the docks, where Meera decided she would rather throw herself off a yacht rather than let Zoya get his hands on me, I didn't want to be parted from her.
I still managed to fuck that part up by deluding myself into thinking that she would be better off without me. In hindsight, I wanted to punch myself in the face for being such a moron. Thank god that I didn't last longer than it should've. If Meera was anybody else, they would've stayed mad at me forever but fortunately for me, her heart was forgiving and I ended up with a wonderful girlfriend who didn't hold back when called me out on being such an idiot.
I glanced over at the mirror. It was still me...blue eyes and messy blonde hair but I looked different. That person in the mirror looked ridiculously happy. The lines around his eyes and the scowl on his lip were gone, replaced with bright eyes and flushed cheeks.
Nik would call this the 'Meera Effect' and I would have to agree with him. I was happier—the happiest I've ever been in my life.
I dropped my dopey smile and narrowed my eyes at my reflection in the mirror. My eyes hardened and my lips were set in a straight line that betray my emotions.
"Get your shit together, Farewell," I said, pointing to myself.
It was strange having the morning off. My phone chimed several times as I cleaned up the house. Anya was happily working away as I took a day off and she was happy to let me know how miserable she was without me.
I hate you
No, you don't.
Agree to disagree
Also, I hope you kept your dick in your pants
FYI. Sending you some files. Look over them.
Why?
Because you're probably going insane right now without Meera to keep you company
Ass
You're the best!
The doorbell rang and the smile on my face dropped again. I placed my phone down and reached into the drawer of the dresser to pull my gun.
I check if it was loaded as I turned the safety off and walked quietly towards the door.
I opened the door by a crack, my gun aimed at the person on my doorstep.
