chapter nine

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quick note - i previously forgot to add the cast of Radha on chapter seven but now its been updated, pls do check x

       

Mithrah was in the midst of painting when Nithya hurried into her room, an excited grin on her pretty face. Mithrah stopped her careful stroke on the painting and looked at her cousin with questioning eyes.

"Get ready. We are going to go shopping today." Nithya squealed before hurrying back out, her tumble of curls fluttering in the air.

With a laugh, Mithrah put the painting away to the side and got changed, singing a song as she moved around the room pulling on her clothes. She was in a good mood and she assumed it was because she hasn't seen Prabhas all day.

But even she was painfully aware it was probably because she was going to see him.

When she came down the stairs, she saw a group of people standing by the door, ready to leave. With narrowed eyes, she noticed that Rana and Prabhas were amongst them. Unwillingly, her attention skimmed over him. He was wearing a well fitted black shirt and his curly hair was a mop of black, messy perfection. She kissed her teeth.

"Why are you coming?" She asked Rana even though the question was aimed at Prabhas.

Rana softly nudged her forehead with his knuckles. "We need clothes too. It's not-" He suddenly stopped speaking at the entrance of Thara who walked towards Mithrah unusually quiet. Both Mithrah and Prabhas caught onto the weird behaviour of their respective best friend and looked at each other but she immediately looked away not wanting to acknowledge him.

But she knew his eyes were still on her.

Rana went over to the driver's seat of one of the Jeeps and got in as the guards filled another car. Naturally, Mithrah assumed Prabhas would sit in the passenger seat but he looked at Thara and cocked his brows. She shyly nodded and went to sit at the front as Mithrah's jaw dropped.

That left Prabhas to look back at Mithrah. He stepped closer and looked down at her, his eyes luring her to maintain eye contact. "Are you going to get in?" He asked, his voice low evoking a reaction out of her.

She did not want to sit next to him. Or so she thought. Instead, she waited for Nithya and Jeni to get in, patiently standing beside Prabhas who was pretending not to notice what she was doing but the satisfied smirk on his face told else wise. She followed the other girls then turned to look at the tight space that Prabhas would have to squeeze into.

"There's not much space here maybe I should get in the other jeep..." Prabhas trailed off waiting for Mithrah to interrupt and tell him otherwise.

And certainly, she did.

"Just suck it up and get in princess." She snapped, causing everyone to laugh.

He got in and immediately their sides brushed, allowing her to feel his warmth through their clothes. Trying to ignore the sense of touch, she focused on scent but all she could smell was his enticing cologne that was almost intoxicating to her. With a silent groan, she accepted it was going to be a long ride. It didn't help that Nithya kept leaning onto Mithrah, causing her to brush against the arms of Prabhas.

"Can you move up?" She asked exasperatedly after a few minutes of driving. The space at the back was too tight and she then regretted not encouraging Prabhas to ride in the other car.

He raised an eyebrow and gestured to his left. "If I have to move any further I'll have to sit outside the car." He deadpanned and he was correct. There was no more space.

"Maybe you should do that." Mithrah replied hastily.

Before Prabhas could reply and provoke her further, Nithya clicked her fingers as if she had just thought of the most amazing idea. "Why don't you sit on his lap?"

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