40. Flirt Sarthak

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Sarthak's POV

"What do you mean you are not home?" I frowned, placing the phone between my shoulder and ear as I talked to Prerna.

"I mean what I mean." She said, casually. Her usual sass lingered in her tone and I was pretty sure she was rolling her eyes on the other side of the phone.

"Where are you then?" I asked, running a hand through my hair, setting them.

"I will be there to pick you up." I added, closing the door behind me. I walked in the silent hallway.

"No need," my steps halted at her direct refusal but I continued walking. "I will come by myself."

I shifted the phone from right to left ear and slowed down.

"This is your first time getting married so you might not know but the husband brings the wife home after the pagphera ritual." I put extra emphasis on husband.

"Eh he?" She sounded un-pleased.

"How many times have you been married to know that?" She added, clicking her lips as if trying to cover a thought under that click.

A hint of sharpness coated her tongue as she talked about me being married before.

"Two times." I joked and she grunted, not liking the joke.

"Pathetic humour. I can tell why you never had a woman in your life." She scoffed.

She must be shaking her head right now. I chuckled at her for not being able to take such a petty joke.

"You are wrong, Prerna ji." I said, lowering my voice to make it huskier. "There has always been a woman in my life. Always. She just didn't know she was mine."

Prerna went quiet on the other side. I smiled, knowing she was there. Reminding her that I had always wanted her was like playing with fire. It either provides warmth or burns.

"Tumhe baatein banane ke alawa kuch aur bhi aata hai ya nahi?"

"Do you only know how to talk rubbish?"

"Mujhe kanyaaon ka mood banana bohot acche se aata hai."

"No, I also know very well about setting women's mood."

I enjoyed such meaningless (very meaningful to me) talks with Prerna. It gives me an illusion that we are not an abnormal couple.

"If you've called to talk such things then you better hang up because I am in no mood to joke right now."

"I wasn't joking though." I said and descended the stairs. "You've had my service once. You know it better than anyone else." I teased her reminding how I devoured her on our first night.

"God," she whined and I smiled imagining her sitting in her chair and whining at the phone. "You are so shameless."

"Am I?" I raised a brow even though she couldn't see it. "I don't remember you complaining two nights ago, but I do remember that someone wanted their stalker to touch them so bad—"

"Shut up." She snapped, and I chuckled before shutting up at her command.

"Yes, ma'am." I waved my hand at Dadi, who was smiling at whatever she saw on my face. I exited the house and walked to the garage. "Just tell me where you are."

"Office." I frowned at her words and opened the door before sitting inside the car.

"Office?" I asked, not liking that she was so fast to jump back into work.

She must be enjoying and partying after Ashish's truth was out for the world to know. His truth wouldn't fix what it damaged but it would surely put Prerna at ease.

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