I'm Innocent (On Hold)

5. HOLY COW!

Heyo readers sorry for the late update.

I looked at her in disbelief I was the one to whom she so passionately threw on Mr. Attitude and now she is asking him instead of me.
I looked towards Mr. Attitude when he replied " yeah I am fine ".

God! Why do boys - means men- get these super long lashes ,these type of lashes should always be reserved for the girls . Shanaya interrupted my silly very silly thoughts " I am sorry that was my fault I was dragging her in hurry and she bumped into you." She hugged him and he looked a Lil bit uncomfortable by the hug which can be questioned because a few seconds ago he had his arms around me and ever so smugly called me BABE.

I think it was the first time that someone has called me that. Basically, because I don't hang out with boys.

"I thought you gonna ditch me," Shanaya childishly said to him.

" I will never do that, I don't promise anything if i can't fulfill it" he replied and gave her a big smile.

Oh god! He is pretty.....
Wait a minute can we use that word for a man who is slim but still have a body like a stone? Precious stone like a diamond- no - is there something more precious than that?

I came out of my thoughts as I realised that shanaya was snapping her fingers in front of my face and calling my name too.

I look towards the man and he was smirking. I was feeling too embarrassed.

Awwww pants!!!...

"What pants?"shanaya asked.

Oh, no did I actually said that out loud.

'N_no_ nothing I_i was just counting how many p_pants I have in my closet" I said in a rush and cringed when I saw her giving me weird expression.

I just wanted the ground to open up and swallow me right at that moment.I don't want anyone to see my face which I'm sure looks as red as the monkey's ass.

The pretty man cleared his throat and loosen up his tie and tried to hide his smile from both of us but failed successfully.

"Oh I forgot sorry. Aadil this is my friend and my classmate Mehek Singh and Mehek this is Aadil Singhania my best friend. We are childhood friends also my father and Aadil both are business partners as well". She said but the way she was looking at him tells me a different story. Its like she is standing beside the god, I don't know but there was something in her eyes which I was not able to understand.

"H-hi....." I said to him as I cleared my thoughts.

"Hi Mehek" he said my name in a stylish way while extending his hand.
I shook his hand with a slight smile and I could feel how his big hand totally engulfed my little one and how warm and rough it was may be it was due to my initial encounter with him that I was feeling too conscious but deep down I knew that was not the case.

"Shanaya!! Ohhhh dear" we moved backward a bit removing our hands when a lady, wearing a long yellow kurti and white pants with nude heels, came towards us and hugs Shanaya.

" Hello everyone and welcome to my boutique, I am Tani",The lady shook our hands.

"Its so nice to finally dress you up again after so long Shanaya, Come on, I have already selected a few pieces out of our new stock" Tina said happily and drag her to the trial room hurriedly before she can say something.

They both left us there alone and I tried to look around to ignore the man standing there with me feeling too uncomfortable. Tina's assistant approach us she was wearing a white shirt and black knee-length tight skirt. The girl was looking at the Aadil with the stars in her eyes.

"Sir, I have arranged the trial room with the items you have mentioned on the phone call".

"Thank you Maya" he said nonchalantly. His eyes then met mine and he smiled.

"I want you to come with me and help me". He said while looking in my direction . I check behind me to ensure that he was most definitely saying those words to me and like a Dumbo I was, i asked "me?".

"Yes you ,my darling!". He said in his raspy voice which hypnotizes me and then he starts to move towards the trial room with his long strides .

I don't know what came over me and without questioning him I followed him and waited for him while sitting on a couch placed in front of the trial rooms. It was better to sit there rather than watching shanaya parading in and out of the trial room, hell bent on selecting her perfect dress. 

I was checking out my surroundings and thinking I will never be able to afford all these items and even If I could then why to waste your money on clothes there are many things which are more important like pizza, ice cream_ "ahmmm Mehek?" I was interrupted by the heavy voice.

"Ms.Mehek, What shirt do you think will go with this suit?" I turn around to look at him and was about to say something but suddenly my mouth and tongue both froze as my eyes got wide. Holy shit he is standing there in front of me and he is shirtless !!!!.

He was looking like a vogue magazine's model or like a Greek god or whatever the term is used for the likes of him in the romantic novels . My eyes followed his strong muscled arms and his stone like chest which has a very light brown coloured trail of hairs travelling towards his perfectly sculptured abdomen which surprise! surprise! had some packs, how many I didn't get to count as my eyes keep on going downwards and lead to the area covered by his low rise navy dress pants which shows his pubic bones. HOLY COW!

'Ahm Ahm' I blinked suddenly and realised what I was doing. I meet his eyes and turn around realising that I was literally checking him out_ no not him _ his body, I was checking out his body.

" If you are done with your blushing then please do tell me your answer".

Answer? What ans..... Oh he is asking about the shirt.

"I think that with navy colour suit light blue shirt will go best". When I turned back he was putting on the light blue shirt but just as he was about to button his shirt his mob. started to ring and as he saw the caller's name he frowned deeply before picking up the call. He look good even when he frowns.

"Hello!..... What's the matter..... Okay keep tabs on him I want each and every detail about him.... I don't care about the money.... "
I noticed his agitated tone but soon got distracted by his looks, with his tanned complexion and light 5 O' Clock shadow stubble his face turned from agitated to icey cold as his phone conversation proceeded. He started to twitch the muscle of his sharp jaw. 

" Do your work properly" he demanded on the call. He ended the call but it was clear that he was not in a good mood. His eyes met mine and his expression changed. His eyes were brimming with the emotions that are familiar to me, anger to destroy something. He remove the shirt he was wearing and throws it in the trial room

"I think I will go with the white one". He spit and then went back to the trial room. What the hell just happened here? Why to act so harshly? I agreed to help him even when he didn't ask for my help politely but rather straight forwardly told me to come with him and now because of a stupid phone call he is behaving rudely 'to me ' who he didn't even know , who he just met 20 minutes ago.

I got angry too. I have seen and met many people but none of them has effected my mood in such a way. I don't know how a man who you have just met can influence your behaviour. I hoped I never meet him again.
Bloody maniac!!!!....