CHAPTER -8

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"What's the hurry Rachel, I told you I am coming." He rebuked.

I stopped and looked at him.

"I .. I thought to book a cab, but seeing no network on phone, I decided to come out of room and try from there." I lied.

"For what reason, you wanna book a cab at so late hours." he stared so hard. I was about to reply when he continued "And moreover, I promised your aunt I will drop you back myself safely. She was worried about you. You are my responsibilty till you are here. Period. Anything else?"

And moved towards the trolly as if inspecting I had eaten my dinner and medicine. Then turned around and came towards me with a paper bag he was carring with him earlier.
"Put your sandals in these."
I took it and did likewise. I felt like a robot being ordered.

He moved in front of me and strode out of room. His attitude was so artogant, I quietly followed him, but he did not bother to look back. The strain was enormous but I bore it well and keep following him. He was tall walking like a God in front of me. Instead of moving towards party hall he was going opposite to it.

I hesitantly said, "Excuse me, I wanna say bye to your sister and few people in party who gave me company there, if you don't mind."

He stopped suddenly and I bumped in his broad back.
"Damn" I felt jerk in my foot, so bad.
He turned and caught me from my waist from falling. I was there holding his shirt from the front almost crushed it. Embarassment covered me from foot to toe.

"Steady darling" his hard tone and intense look in his eyes, for what reason, God knows gave me chill.
"I have already explained about your  indisposition on your account to Nancy and people whom you befriended, in there as they were inquiring about your disappearance."

Still in his hold trembeling like a leaf, being scrutinized by those eyes I could only say "Okay" quietly.
He moved back to make me steady I left his shirt and said "Sorry" and "thank you."

This time he walked along with me making slow strides matching mine. He opened the last door in the corridor waited for me to walk out first and then close it behind.

Same BMW was parked near the door it looked like a parking area. He moved forward and opened the door.
I was so relived to take off weight from my foot which was aching so bad.

There was silence in the car neither of us spoke. I kept my gaze averted to my left and was watching the night lights passing so fast. I do not want to dwell on any thought about him till the time I don't reach my bedroom.

I estimate that in 20 minutes we may reach Aunty's house.

"Why your face look familiar? Have we met before?" Giri's question startled me.

Fear gripped my heart. I closed my eyes for two seconds. My face still averted. I sucked in my saliva formed in my mouth and slowly turned towards him. He was looking straight and driving. I knew it will cause doubt if don't reply.

"I don't think so." Crossing my fingers I replied.

My hands were moist with sweat.
There was silence for the rest of the way. The car stopped in front of aunt house. I opened the door before I could get up he was there help me out putting pressure on my foot was very painful.

He took my hand and help me to the door. His nearness, the aftershave, his body movement and his warm but strong hands were playing havoc to my senses.

The door opened Aunt Cathy was there smiling. She must have heard the car and opened the door. Then he turned around and left.

I knew now I would have to face the curious questions of my aunt so I excused myself as she can also see the pain and the swelling on my foot in and slowly I ascended the stairs. I was really so tired I changed and drifted to sleep.

Next morning I woke up with a little headache and pain in foot. I changed into a Black jeans white top and went downstairs when I looked at the time it was 12:00 afternoon I actually overslept I felt good and refreshed.

"Hie Auntie, what's there to eat I am starving" hugging my aunt from behind I moved towards the table.

"Check it out sweety all on table." Aunty replied.
Saw sandwiches and mango Shake awaiting me. I hurriedly poured the shake and sandwiches and went to sit on sofa.

I browsed through my phone for messages. As my phone was on mute since last night .

Three calls of Kap one of mom, One from Sharon and 34 messages.

I opened my inbox few were junk messages . Few regarding my interview results. Some from known people which I replied back. One message had new no.

"Hi Rachel, i am greatful that you came to my party last night in your condition, really sorry to hear about the pain you have to bear later.
I hope your foot will heal soon as we are planning a cruise by this week end hopefully on Saturday 19th. I would appreciate if you will come along. I will send you the confirmed details shortly.

Till than take care and get well soon.

Nancy Richardson."

I replied

"Hi Nancy
It was my pleasure to meet you and your friends, yesterday and I apologise for not attending your party till end. I really appreciate your brother's help. It was so generous of him the way he took care of everything.
Thank you for your lovely invite I will love to accept it and I really do hope my foot will be healed by that time."

I hit send after re-reading it twice.

I called mom and spoke on speaker to both my mom and brother and told them in short about the party I attended.

Rest of the day passed talking to Aunty and it was so obvious that I have to tell her details about the last night party. When I told her about Nancy's invite she was so excited to hear it.

When the day end I went to my room and hugged my solitude. I made myself comfortable in bed. Then like a picture that refused to go away from my eyes I had an image of Giri Richardson in front of me, my three latest meetings with him. He has grown into a breathtakingly sexy man.

The thought of him, brought back those words he said to me in the car which were there at the back of my mind, but I was scared to think about them recalling those words again. "Why your face look familiar? Have we met before?" Thinking it I was agitated to the point of distraught.

"What if he remembers me from that day we met in school a chill ran through my body. I don't want to browse on those words again, I pushed them back in my head.

I knew I have to be very careful and have to avoid him at any cost. Even though I feel somthing different in me happy whenever I meet him, but he, is not meant for me that also I am sure of. He is into riches and his type I have seen in that party.
Destiny might have crossed our ways which I am so grateful, still I know he can never be mine.

I just need rest for my mind and soul which is working overtime, since I have met him again. I need to take a grip on my emotins, my reactions and my crazy heart which starts pumping more blood and bring my adrenaline to flows like flood in my body whenever he comes in close proximity.

The moonlight was glistening on my hands it was around 2:00 in the night my eyelids were getting heavy because of the medicine. I fell into a calm sleep. Next two days I stayed mostly in bed or on sofa watching TV for hours.

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