Even after returning home, she could not get him and her observations about him out of her mind, she concluded she had been overthinking. And she was confident that she would not stop thinking about him unless she vents out her thoughts to someone. First person she thought of sharing it with was her partner in crime, Mihku.

"Aap toh aisa behave kar rahi ho jaise already you are in love with him Akka" Ishita imagined Mihika's reply and realised it was better to bang her head to the wall than sharing it with the prediction ki dukaan. With two of her predictions coming true in the same day and having put Ishita in an embarassing spot at both occasions, Ishita did not want to take the risk of another prediction from her sister coming true.

With an intention to distract her mind, she sat with her laptop doing some research and preparing herself for the meeting that was scheduled with Mr.Bhalla the next morning. However, she ended up creating a word file and typing off the day's events in it. Feeling relieved with having transferred her thoughts from her brain to the brain of the computer (CPU), she did not even bother to give the file a name as she assumed that the file would be left abandoned thereafter.

If only, she knew that the very file was going to be her saviour someday!!!

If she was already impressed by the man, the official meeting with him, left a better impression of him on her. Nonetheless, her suspicions about him having fallen for her got stronger.
'What if he is planning a revenge on me for slapping him in public?' A sudden thought made space in her mind. She had read novels and watched movies, where a male antagonist would make the female protagonist fall for him through his lovey dovey gestures and then when the girl falls madly in love with him, he ditches her and declares that he was taking a revenge from her.

'Aiyyoooo!!! What if he too has such hidden motives?' She thought and decided to be cautious of him.

A strange fear gripped her and she decided to share the same with the very file she had created the previous night.

Nevertheless, all her suspicions and her cautions vanished in air gradually as she encountered the real RKB. His kindness, his compassion towards the little rehabs, his dedication towards his work, his humility, overall his behaviour and his attitude blew her mind, making her fall for him and made a space for him in her heart.

As much as she patted herself for having put the professional v/s personal clause between them in their initial days of togetherness, she now regretted it every second as this clause always created a barrier between them and made it difficult for her to express her feelings to him. And him being the gentleman, never tried to cross his limits, although he wished she took an initiative to cross all the barriers.

It had been more than a month since they started working together, and the two were irrevocably in love with each other and dying to confess their feelings to the other, yet being too scared about the other's reaction. She decided to wait till the project gets over and the stupid professional v/s personal clause no longer applies, so that she can fearlessly express her feelings to him. But on the other side, he was too impatient to know what she feels for him. Building up all the courage he had, he sent her a text "Hello Miss Iyer!
Can we meet @ Starbucks this evening?"

Starbucks!!! Her heart began to thud at the mention. She was too occupied in reminiscing their first encounter at Starbucks that she forgot to send him a reply.

Seeing the blue ticks appear and no reply coming or being typed still, he got scared and quickly sent another text to her
"Strictly professional"

The beep brought her back from her thoughts and she chuckled reading his text.

'Oh God! Am I so scary?' She wondered.

Anyways Mr.Bhalla was going to see the loving side of Miss Iyer today, she thought as she planned to kiss him on the very spot where she had slapped him last time. She hid her face in her palms flushed at the thought and typed a reply "See u @ 5 Mr.Bhalla" she winked mischieveously to herself killing her urge to add the 😉 emoji at the end of her text.

"Ishu...." she heard her mother calling her from the kitchen. She left her phone on the table and rushed to her "Enna Amma"

"Your Appa wants to talk to you. He is in his study"

-------To be continued------

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