Akanksha's pov:
It's been a week since Abhimaan came to my office and we haven't talked since. However today I'm going to his office for a meeting with his board members along with my company's best architects.
I'm somewhat excited to meet Abhimaan again, to see his smile again and to see his mysterious eyes and ohh how can I forget his deep velvety voice calling me love.
All I have done this week is thinking about Abhimaan, now don't get me wrong it was just for work, well mainly work. I have designed all his formal clothes and now they're up for stitching. My whole sketchbook is filled with his figures. So obviously he's all that was running around my head this week.
But designing clothes doesn't include thinking about someone's voice and their oh so kissable lips.
It does ok! It does. We need to think about all that in respect to make a perfect fit.
And what about their kissable lips?
I never thought about it. I just said his smile looks beautiful.
Sure.
But his lips look so kissable. I just want to grab his face and slam my lips on his.
There you go again.
Shut up brain!
This man has made me crazy for sure. Now I'm even talking to myself. First it was just smiling all of a sudden without any reason, well I was thinking about him. Whatever but my brothers were suspicious about me at the start but now they think I've completely gone mad.
It's all your fault Mr.Abhimaan Singh Rathore.
"Hey what are you smiling about?" Ab isse kaise samjhau ki main uske hii bhai ke khayalo mei doobi hui hu?
(Now how do I make him understand that I'm drowning in the thoughts of his brother?)
"I'm not smiling. What are you saying Rudra?" I pretended like I didn't smile in the hope to make him think like actually didn't smile.
Very stupid idea?
I know.
But look at the person in front of me he's also stupid, so it might work.
"But I just saw you smiling for 10 minutes straight. You were not even answering my question!" He argued.
"I heard what you said." No I didn't.
"Then say what I was asking you about." He said with a smirk to which I smirked back at him.
"You asked me why I picked mint ice cream, it tastes like toothpaste." I said while rolling my eyes at him. Well it's something Rudra always asks me whenever I get my mint chocochip ice cream.
"Then why didn't you answer??"
"Because it's stupid."
"You're getting meaner day by day. Are you spending more time with my big bro?" Why would he say that. My crazy blush don't make an appearance now please please.
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