Falling in love is always easy, isn't it? Realising and accepting those emotions on the other hand can be very hard for some people.
Love can happen without a reason but you can find thousands of stupid reasons if you want to hide and deny it.
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Do you feel uncomfortable flying? I couldn't decide yet cause it's only second time for me being on a plane. First time it was our own jet so there was no crowd and rush. This time we took regular plane to avoid suspicion. Passing so many people who were greeting farewells to their dear ones, all those people I almost stumbled into made me feel overwhelm.
The more minutes passed the more reality hit me. Mom and dad won't be there with me, no cooking time with dad or any fashion advises from mom. It's just jay and me and I tried to be strong but as soon as I got seated my waterworks started. Jay hugged me tightly as far as our seats allowed.
He drifted off to sleep after a while. I didn't disturb him because I know last night he was busy taking a final look on security detail for our new place. I opened my bag to pull out the magazine. I kept it on my lap not sure of opening it. My nerves started building up; I exhaled after a few seconds and then opened it.
I huffed in irritation when I realized he is somewhere in middle and I had to go through few business men before him. I turned the pages reading the names and skipping everything else. There he was Avikam Raichand, Billionaire Greek god as the writer addressed him.
My eyes traveled to the image down and I sucked a deep breath. Even through a magazine the sharpness and intensity of his grey eyes hit right at me. That heat traveled from my fast beating heart to my core and I shifted in my seat.
I took a heavy breath closing my eyes and relaxed a bit. I looked at his face once again. With sharp grey eyes, sexy stubble and chiseled jaw he is more than drool worthy. Holy sugar of chocolate! He was standing cross legged, leaning his upper body on the wall at his side slightly with one hand in his pocket.
He looked like he didn't give a damn about the camera and the intense glare as if he wanted to kill the photographer. He was wearing a white shirt with top three unbuttoned and blue suit jacket hanging loosely in his hand.
Whoever was shooting his portfolio made sure his physic is shown in the image. Broad shoulders, muscular arms, rigged chest and perfect v shape down. I have always been sucker for muscles and abs. He shouldn't exist and I shouldn't be reacting this way.
May be hearing all about his sweet side along with my curiosity and his handsomeness are making me feel like this. I never felt this kind of attraction just looking at a photo. How am I going to work with him? God! His height is not helping at all. It says he is 6'5''. I am so gone.
I closed the magazine and stuffed it back in my bag. I tried to not think about him for rest of the plane ride. I couldn't, so I listened to songs for next hour and so. After the plane landed we took a cab. By nine we were standing in front of our new house. It almost took same amount of time in Mumbai traffic as it took for the whole plane ride. Jay bought this house because it is ten minutes away from Raichand enterprises and it's in military neighborhood.
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