Somewhere Only We Go (Editing)

Chapter 2

Kabir

"Fuck me". Okay, I wasn't supposed to say it out loud but wtf? I am dreaming, someone please tell me I am dreaming. He defiantly heard me and his eyes moved from the laptop screen towards the door. And I panic, which is the only reason I act like a naughty toddler who got caught by his parents doing something he wasn't supposed to be doing and hid against the wall. To say the woman who is standing with me is too stunned to speak would be an understatement. It looks like she is going to have a heart attack.

"Is there a problem Sonali?" he says.

"No sir, um, the photographer we were in talks with, he is here." She gulps.

"Is he invisible?" he says in that cold voice which for some very weird reason is turning me on. Damnit, why are assholes always the sexy ones?

"Sir?"

"I don't see him with you. Where is he?" He is starting to sound annoyed.

Before I could run away and I was seriously considering that, she grabbed my hand and pulled me beside her, "Here sir."

And that's how I ended up face to face with the man whose bed I woke up in few hours ago, who cuddled with me in the morning, who offered me a job to pretend to be his boyfriend for a week (I say job because he is paying me for it, and I am going to pretend that's the reason I am considering it and not because I get a chance to be near him) and is my boss for the next few days if not weeks.

How in the world I ended up in a situation like this? This is what happens when you jump into a stranger's bed without so much as knowing their name. technically he pushed me into his bed and then.. Nope, Kabir stop.

"Planning on coming in today?" he says. He looks bored out of his mind and his expression hasn't changed a bit. So still an asshole, good to know.

"Sorry, hi. Uh Kabir, Kabir Mehra, nice to meet you." I extend my hand for a handshake. Look at you, greeting like he didn't make you come thrice just a few hours ago.

He maintains eye contact with me but addresses the woman beside me, "I'll take it from here Sonali, shut the door on your way out."

The girl leaves without saying anything else, and as soon as the door locks behind me, he gets up and grips my hand in a firm handshake. Good, the more he keeps it professional, the better it will be. But then he pulls me towards him, my other hand grabs his shoulder for support and his lips are on my ear. I froze, my brain stopped working and I am pretty sure he could hear my heartbeat going erratic. He breathes and my skin can feel the prickle of his light beard on me. "I think we are way past greetings, Kabir."

My name has never sounded this hot before. Before I can say anything he moves away and I almost hate it. Sure buddy let's go with almost. Shut it stupid brain, this is a professional meeting, except nothing about what Avinash just did was professional. At least you don't have to ask his name before saying yes to the offer.

Oh God, no fuck, this changes everything. I was considering taking him up on the offer because he was paying me a good amount, and I needed the money. But that was until now, there is no way I can say yes to him after this. He is Avinash Mehrotra, the man who can give my freelancing career a good push and I can't lose this job. Avinash is the heir to one of the biggest publishing companies in India and he comes from a family of powerful successful people. Why didn't I Google about him before, if I had done that, I would have known who he was last night. All I knew about the meeting was that I was meeting some man named Avinash and since I am not really into the whole reading thing I didn't know who he was until this morning when Sanya filed me in about whom I am meeting.

It's not like I don't care about the job, I just never thought I would be in one of those movie plotlines where I accidentally slept with my future boss. Now as I sit in his office, he is looking at me in a way that is making me all hot but confused at the same time, I know it was a mistake. Wait what if he thinks I was stalking him?

It is hard to figure out what he is thinking with the way he acts. I don't understand how someone can go through opposite emotions within seconds. He is the one who reminded me about last night in the most seductive way but now he is looking at me like I am just an unwanted bug in his life. What if he kicks me out without giving me a chance? The woman I talked with through emails said the job is mine only when Avinash gives the go-ahead. I can't believe I am going to lose a big gig because I couldn't keep it in my pants. Technically he couldn't either but he isn't the broke freelancer who needs a job. He is a rich arrogant asshole who is worried about getting a fake boyfriend for a week because he told his parents he is going to bring a plus one for a week-long getaway to some private resort in Goa. The man breaths in luxury and I feel like I am on a life support and even the hospital is tired of keeping me alive.

Avinash

The sane part of me that knows Kabir is bad news for me should have gotten rid of him the minute my eyes landed on him outside my office. But the parts that are still high on his moans and screams from the night we had are not ready to get rid of him. Twice, I have flirted with this man since we hooked up. Now he is sitting in front of me avoiding eye contact and biting his lower lips which are making him look both adorable and hot. It's all thanks to the self-control I have practiced for years that is stopping me from grabbing him and fucking him on this very desk that is between us. How do I invite him back to my apartment again tonight?