Fᴀᴛʜᴏᴍ ᴏF ʟᴏᴠᴇ

Part I

A/N: As I said that this story was written long back I'm reposting it now. Also it's a long one so please bare with me.

I glanced at wall clock.

1:00 pm

There's hardly two hours left for me to dress up. Shoving off my plate in sink I half ran to my room.

It's not a easy job to decided a dress between casual clothes and shimmering clothes.

'I should've chosen it earlier at midnight at least my time wouldn't be wasted'

'I hope those samosas would taste well other wise my reputation in front of them would be ruined in first impression'

Taking a mental note about asking Shrishti to taste it i again focused back

'Should I take snacks tray to them or maa would do that?'

'Stop panicking Preeta focus on clothes first'

Glaring at clothes for concentration surveying I focused again.

'Should I wear a saree? Hell no! karan would get a chance to tease me again calling me Aunty and what if it doesn't suit me and he won't like it..'

I chewed my cheek and bit my thumb nervously. I timidly dropped the idea and continued my survey.

'Stop thinking about...things and start focusing'

I don't want to go in that zone again but why do I care about Karan's opinion?

'Focus Preeta. Focus'

Combing my hair one last time I rechecked myself in mirror.

Finally after a lot of determination and focus I managed to dress up saving myself extra 10 mins.

Smiling brightly with satisfaction I headed out.

"Mmm Aunty ji these samosas are mouthwatering with every bite" Karan exclaimed surprisingly with his over stuffed mouth with samosa.

"Obviously it would be Karan sir after all its prepared by the hands precious own hands of my Preeta di" Shristi informed proudly.

I flashed a fake broad smile on my face nodding and Karan stopped chewing gaped at me.

I blinked few times after holding his gaze for like a min or maybe it's just a sec, feeling tinglish everywhere.

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I shook my head for umpteenth time restraining my hormonal, teenage girl behavior of glancing every second at Mr heartthrob of every girl Karan luthra.

Soon the groom family arrived and they mingled with us so easily. Prithvi ji is a very noble guy. I thought after Rishabh ji I thought there isn't any sensible man like him and Karan confirmed it but prithvi ji proved me wrong.

Prithvi ji was narrating his past marriage proposal experiences and what kind of a girl they are looking for in reply to Shrishti's question but my whole concentration was on the guy sitting beside me. I was peacefully seated on sofa but his elbow was touching, caressing my thighs.

I opened my mouth to shove him away but it was unintentional as he was busy gritting his teeth at prithvi ji's narration.

Why was he gritting his teeth? Why was he angry? Probably because he was proved wrong.

I smiled in victory and sat cross on sofa facing prithvi ji with my focus but his hand, back of his knuckles to be precise caressed my left thigh till knee and I shivered at sudden touch.

It was intense, he was angry and unaware of his innocent touch that created a havoc of sensations in my body.

I shivered again pondering. Shrishti nudged me and I followed her gaze.