"Girl, what happened? You look like you've seen a ghost!" Shruti exclaims.
Priya's eyes narrow. "And what's with the grumpy face? Did Aryan say something?"
Maya glances back at Aryan's car, his eyes still on her. "It's...complicated, guys. Let's talk inside."
As they walk away, Maya can't shake off the feeling that her life just got a whole lot more complicated.
As they enter Maya's apartment, Shruti and Priya bombard her with questions. "Spill the tea, Maya! What happened with Aryan?"
Maya takes a deep breath, trying to gather her thoughts. "We got stuck in the car, and...things just happened."
Priya's eyes widen. "Things? What kind of things?"
Maya's face flushes. "Intimate things, okay? But it was a mistake. It didn't mean anything."
Shruti's expression turns skeptical. "Save it, Maya. We know you've had feelings for Aryan forever."
Maya's eyes dart around the room, avoiding her friends' gazes. "It's not like that. We just...lost control for a moment."
Priya nods. "And now? What happens now?"
Maya shrugs. "I don't know. I need time to think."
As they continue discussing, Maya's phone buzzes with a text from Aryan. "We need to talk."
Maya's heart skips a beat. What does Aryan want to say? And what will happen next?
Maya's hands tremble as she types a response. "What's up?"
Aryan's reply comes quickly. "Meet me at the coffee shop at 5 pm. We need to talk."
Maya's mind races with possibilities. What does Aryan want to discuss? Their intimate moment? Or something more?
At 5 pm sharp, Maya arrives at the coffee shop, her heart racing. Aryan's already seated, his eyes locked onto hers.
"Hey," he says, his voice low.
Maya slides into the chair opposite him. "Hey."
Aryan takes a deep breath. "Listen, Maya. I know what happened in the car was unexpected. But I can't stop thinking about it."
Maya's pulse quickens. "Aryan, I—"
He holds up a hand. "Just hear me out. I want to explore this...thing between us. See where it goes."
Maya's eyes widen, her thoughts swirling. Is she ready for this?
Aryan, the CEO, sat at the conference table, his eyes fixed on Meera with a mixture of curiosity and desire. They had shared a passionate kiss last night in the car, but nothing had been discussed or defined between them yet.
As Maya droned on with the presentation, Aryan's hand began to wander, sliding under the table and onto Meera's thigh. Meera's eyes widened in surprise, and she felt a shiver run down her spine.
Meera: (whispering, trying to push his hand away) "Aryan, what are you doing?"
Aryan: (his voice low and husky) "Just exploring the possibilities, Meera. We didn't get a chance to finish our conversation last night."
Meera: (trying to maintain her composure) "Aryan, not here. And not without talking about it first."
Aryan: (his hand still on her thigh, his eyes locked on hers) "Oh, I think we've already started the conversation, Meera. Last night was just the beginning."
Meera's face flushed, unsure how to react to Aryan's bold advances. She tried to push his hand away again, but Aryan just held firm, his eyes glinting with intensity.
Maya: (oblivious to the tension) "And moving on to the next slide..."
Aryan: (whispering, his hand still on Meera's thigh) "I think we've heard enough, don't you, Meera?"
Meera: (nervously) "Aryan, please. Let's focus on the presentation."
Aryan: (smirking) "Oh, I'm focused. I'm focused on you, Meera."
Meera: (trying to hide her blush) "Aryan, stop."
Aryan: (leaning in closer) "I don't think I want to stop, Meera. I think I want to explore this... connection between us further."
Meera's heart raced as Aryan's hand slid further up her thigh, his fingers tracing circles on her skin. She tried to push him away again, but Aryan's touch sent shivers down her spine.
Maya: (still oblivious) "And finally, let's move on to the marketing strategy..."
Aryan: (whispering) "I think we've heard enough, Meera. Let's get out of here."
Meera: (nervously) "Aryan, I don't think that's a good idea."
Aryan: (standing up, his eyes locked on hers) "Oh, I think it's a great idea, Meera. Let's go."
Aryan pulled Meera out of the conference room, his hand still on her thigh, leaving Maya and the others wondering what was going on. As they walked out, Meera couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and trepidation. What did Aryan have planned? And where were they headed?
As they walked out of the conference room, Meera tried to pull her hand away, but Aryan held firm. He led her to the elevator, his eyes never leaving hers.
Meera: (nervously) "Aryan, where are we going?"
Aryan: (smirking) "Somewhere private. Where we can continue our conversation."
The elevator doors opened, and Aryan pulled Meera inside. He pressed the button for the top floor, his eyes locked on hers.
Meera: (trying to sound calm) "Aryan, I don't think this is a good idea."
Aryan: (leaning in close) "Oh, I think it's a great idea, Meera. We need to talk about what happened last night."
The elevator doors opened, and Aryan led Meera to his office. He locked the door behind them, his eyes never leaving hers.
Meera: (nervously) "Aryan, what do you want?"
Aryan: (walking closer) "I want to know what you're thinking, Meera. About us. About what happened last night."
Meera: (trying to sound calm) "I don't know, Aryan. I need time to think."
Aryan: (smirking) "Time? Meera, I don't have time. I want answers now."
Aryan's eyes burned with intensity, his face inches from Meera's. She could feel his breath on her skin, sending shivers down her spine.
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