Sanjana's POV:
Okay, so I don't know how to go and face him after last night. I was so embarrassed when my brother told me the position we were sleeping, I wanted to hide myself somewhere. How could I do something like that? I kept questioning myself. But got no answer.
Anyway I went to office, and again I didn't expect myself to open up everything to him and last to call him home for dinner.
Nevertheless, I've called him and now I came home early to prepare a good Indian style dinner. I did everything I could and almost half way cooking.
When my phone rang...I looked over it's him, a smile came my lips automatically.
I put it on speaker as my hands were dirty of chicken batter.
"Hey, what is it?" I asked sweetly.
"Just wanted to confirm my girlfriend's date plans!"
He said in his witty voice.I blushed at the word girlfriend and date.
"It's not a date!"
I whispered but her heard."Ho, then what is it?" He asked mischievously.
"It's just dinner" I said softly.
"Fine, I called to say I might get a bit late okay" He said but laughing.
"Yeah okay. Come safely"
I said smiling."Hmm ok then see you!" He too said happily and we hung up.
"Kabeer is coming?" Asked a smirking Sahil as soon I cut the call.
"Yeah, how did you know?"
I asked him doubtfully."The way your cheeks are blushing and all this preparation is happening though your angry father is calling you past last night. Still your smiling. All these things tell me that, it's non other than Kabeer Singhaniya!"
He said being very serious.I am more than shocked.
"Don't think too much Sahil"
I snorted at him.I resumed back to my work. What is he trying to say? Yeah, so what if I was blushing and didn't pick up my father's calls and cooking for my boyfriend is there anything wrong in that? I said to myself.
Wait...did I just say my boyfriend? Sanjana what the hell is wrong with you?
I scolded myself mentally."I'm going to my friends place so you guys can enjoy together, I won't be the kabab me hadi"
He said standing by the door smiling at me and left.I so wish to kill my brother right now. But really this is not me, I've never acted like this before. Why I feel so different and I'm honestly not worried about my parents and family being mad at me. I'm so done with all this. Nevertheless, I kept cooking.
Once done with everything I went to get ready. I wore my black satin saree, I just felt to ware it. I stood infont of the mirror admiring myself. I let my hair open and put up lite make up, I wore my beautiful black stoned earrings that Nandini gifted me on my birthday last year.
Soon the door bell rang, giving myself a last look smiling I went and opened the door. But sadly it's not him.
"Hello mam, this bunch of roses and box of choco moco chocolate are for Miss. Sanjana, Are you?"
He said holding the things in his hands.I nodded and gave him a small smile taking the flowers and box chocolate from his hands. He too nooded and left.
I came holding the things inside and saw there's a small note attached to the flowers. I kept the box of chocolate and bunch of flowers on the dining table and opened the note.
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Hearts United
RomanceThis story is about how a Indian girl struggles and steps out her otherdox family and comes to London to pursue her dreams. she meets her love in not so good terms but eventually cannot deny her feelings for him. He too is not that great at expressi...