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9. How'd she ignore her desires now...?
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As she enclosed herself in his jeep, she exhaled a long breath that she had held from the minute when he had stood next to her, just leaving a hair's diameter gap. It was unnerving, to be close enough to sense the tension between them but far enough to crash it.
The first time when her eyes had envisioned him, she had wanted to dismiss the idea of him being there as she always had these kinds of visions earlier. But when her name had rolled off his tongue it confirmed everything.
She was still in shock to accept that his essence was surrounding her. His sheer masculine scent mingled with vetiver cologne- the one which was not that pleasing to her but somewhere in her mind it linked to him and she started to like it- and the leathers of his jeep, made her inhale them, embossing in her memory as another memento of him.
At least this would be the one that was not as materialistic as that piece of paper, something rather captivating to remember, something that he owned.
Peeping out of the transparent glass window she found his broad back, clad in a crisp white shirt covered by a layer of deep charcoal waistcoat, hiding everything in the background -yes, of course, the house in front of them. He did look handsome, perhaps more than she would have liked to admit.
Deliciously handsome, he looks so good, Samiksha.
Blushing, she wondered why he was acting like a bodyguard but another part of her, a part of being a simple girl who dreamt of her Prince Charming, smiled at his possessiveness and protectiveness.
She found him shuffling a little to turn and reopen the gate, which was for Alisha, but she instead of unlocking it, locked it. She watched as he scratched his brow- the same brow that she wanted to press against her lips at the moment- what!?- and knocked at the glass with a questioning look.
Pulling down the shield she jerked her thumb in the backward direction, over her shoulder, gesturing her friend to take the opposite seat.
Alisha stomped her right foot like a kid, "Why?", she asked, unleashing hot daggers from her eyes towards her but Samiksha simply shrugged, "First come, first get!", she said in a cool tone to which she received another foot stomp from Alisha and amusing smile from her lovely crush.
The same smile with that single dimple on his right cheek, gorgeous as ever.
Oh, my heart!
Alisha muttered a string of profanities under her breath before walking across and entering the jeep. The border of her saree jammed in the door while shutting it close, which she wrenched hard to release while Xavier came to rescue. After the drama was over, she sat back and huffed angrily, "Rules like a Queen!", she said aloud, directing her dialogue to Samiksha.
"Yes, of course.", Samiksha again calmly replied, flexing her fingers and checking her nails that were blank with no nail paint as they were naturally perfected like French tips. She smirked as her friend threw a large wine-red handbag on her lap.
"Your Majesty, you forgot!", Alisha mimicked like a disciplined slave.
This was what she loved about her friends, the way they cared about her, just like an elder brother and sister, even with their nagging, and she felt proud to have them in her life.
She mouthed a 'thank you' silently to which Xavier raised his eyebrow, "For God's sake, you both stop being a nuisance.", he dejectedly shook his head, "Please... The guy already eyes me as if I am a baby villain.", he hushed, "You both stop with your shit or he'll throw me out of my wedding.", he said in a pleading tone and closed the door at Alisha's side.
They both gathered their seat belt and tried to tie it down as Krishna and Xavier sat in their respective seat. Alisha was perfectly fine with the belt as she accurately clamped it but Samiksha, who was new to all these jeep varieties, struggled with the tightness of the strap. She shifted to the right and tried to adjust it accordingly.
Suddenly, two large hands invaded her personal space, and she buried herself to the back of her seat, as far as possible from the hands that were heightening her pleasures, though they were just skimming over her saree.
Her hands were pawing the leather of the seat cover, and her lips were parted slightly. From under her partly closed eyelids, she observed Krishna angling the belt and buckling them correctly. He checked his handy work after tying it, "Okay now?", he questioned her but she wasn't able to say anything, floating in her bubble of desire, too high to think straight.
The closeness between them had brought all her nerves alive, tingling magical experience, again. How could she forget the way she had felt when unconsciously his fingers had touched hers that time when she'd run after him to return his money, a mere excuse to see him again? But now she was surprised to be with him, though they were sharing different latitudes of positions within his jeep, she still felt his presence, he was everywhere, his essence engulfed him and the proximity stamped it.
In a daze, her eyes averted to his deep black ones, and she found a question hiding beneath them. She blinked her eyes rapidly and nodded, "Hmm.", she hummed her approval to which he gave her a hearty grin, a smile which reached to his almond orbs, and again her heart skipped a beat.
Why does he do that? Why do I feel so much!?
She felt the energetic start of the giant beast-like vehicle when he pulled the gear up to move it forward, the angry grunt of his jeep suiting his personality. Time flew by, as they traveled through the chaos-filled roads of Nagpur, leaving the peace of Ajni back.
People were just the same as she had seen them before, always in a hurry, never waiting for a second to stop by signals. Neither the ones with vehicles were too concerned to let the road passengers cross first via Zebra-Crossing nor did the by-walkers keep their calm and wait for the horn shouting metal boxes to stop.
Everyone was too busy to keep moving ahead.
Passing by a road, her eyes envisioned a group of people gathered in the corner. The crowd of men was just idly standing while a young boy lay limp near the footpath. She eyed the damaged bike and concluded it to be a road accident but unfortunately '108 Emergency' was nowhere to be found. She immediately calculated her knowledge to offer safety to that guy.
But before she could ask Krishna to stop his jeep, he navigated it to the side and killed the engine. He unbuckled his safety belt and angled toward Xavier, "It'll take just a few minutes. I think it's a hit and run case.", he directed his head toward the opposite direction, the place where Samiksha was watching, "I'll check.", and he glided out of the vehicle.
Without waiting for a second, she too got out of the jeep and crossed the roads, marching with short hurried steps compared to his long smooth strides. Glancing toward the limp body, she knelt in front of that young lad. Not wasting a single minute, she examined his body and found his pulse dead, "Emergency, he needs CPR or..." she trailed off, murmuring the words.
She found Krishna turning his head toward her direction. He was interrogating people around about the accident after getting out of his vehicle and her voice made him notice the boy in her lap. Leaving the inquisition as it was, he knelt beside her, "You know how to give CPR?", he questioned, his eyes still trained on the guy.
For God's sake! Everyone should know to give CPR; it should be mandatory but sue people who keep ignoring it! Her mind screamed.
She cleared her throat, "I am a doctor.", she confirmed, even though she wanted to add 'from AIIMS' and see his expression, she chose to drop it.
He nodded, "Take care of the heartbeat, I'll provide the oxygen."
She returned her part of nod and placed her left hand over the cardiac region of the victim and her right hand over it, in a way that her right palm efficiently pressed the back side of her other hand.
With their positions ready, they worked trying their best to save a life.
Two more minutes into CPR, the patient was back to life. She tested his pulse and breathing condition, which was not normal, though she could assure him that he would be fine with some medical attention soon. She heard the continuous ringing of the ambulance and felt relieved.
She stood straight, starting to walk back to the jeep, and turned, only to find him staring at her or more appropriately staring through her. The same way, like five years back, full of love.
His eyes were sparkling and hypnotizing her into his love, those black orbs of his were talking to her, asking her, affirming her. His eyes were meeting her beyond this realm and it felt so surreal, this time she felt something growing inside her, again capturing her.
Silently, she entered the jeep and waited for him to take them to wherever they were going. How'd she ignore her desires now...?