Chapter 9
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We both walked out of our hotel and decided to take a walk and not a cab.
"Isn't this place so pretty?" I said, mesmerized by everything.
It was around 4 pm, weather was pleasant, castle like buildings were towering us, and people kept roaming around in the street of Prague.
I looked at the guy, no scratch that. I looked at the most handsome, hottest guy present on this Earth, walking beside me. "It sure is." His lips got curved slightly up when he glanced at me.
God.
I darted my eyes away in no second. I clearly didn’t want a heart attack just from looking at this piece of hotness. Mortality rate was high enough in our country for various other reasons. Look at a hot guy and get a heart attack free, shouldn’t be one of them.
We kept walking on a beautiful street that had so many beautiful cafes with outdoor sitting area. There was even a dance kind of a show going on by a group of young boys on that street which clearly had every passerby’s attention.
"Hey! What about that cafe?" I pointed at a café which looked cute from the distance.
He narrowed his eyes to look at the pointed cafe "Sure. Let's go”, and rested his hand on my back to lead me there.
I know, that was a harmless thing to do, but oh God! If he just had any goddamn idea about how he affects me!
I peeked up at him and he looked cool. In no minutes we reached at the cafe on the side of the street. It was a beautiful café with concrete textured wall. Small round tables with three chair around were laid beautifully just outside the cafe. We preferred sitting outside because of the beautiful weather.
Ahaan dragged out a chair for me to sit and himself, opposite mine. A waiter arrived with the menu and oh God! Nothing was in English.
I looked at Ahaan who was going through the menu calmly.
Does he know Czech? Sure he does.
I rolled my eyes at that.
He looked at me "Pasta. Pizza. Sandwich. What do you want?"
"Sandwich." I replied
God. I was starving. And Thank god! He got the idea about me not knowing Czech.
He ordered our food in Czech. I continued staring him, his face, the way his voice sounded, how his lips moved.
How could anyone be this hot?! I sure have hyped him. Have I, really?
His eyes quickly captured mine as soon as the waiter scooted away.
"How do you know Czech?" I asked. Of course I was curious.
He took a second but replied, "I learnt it when I was here. I am not fluent in Czech by the way. But know enough to survive"
"When were you here again?"
"I don't know around four or five years ago may be. I was here for some work. Had to stay here for a month and a half"
Oh.
I nodded.
"Where do you work?" I asked
As soon as I asked that question, I realized that I knew nothing about that man.
His eyes looked amused and they gleamed like tiny stars in the sky. "Um. In some company." his voice sounded clearly amused.
Oh wow. So that's his answer?
"What do you do there?" I asked feeling irritated by his way of giving a short answer to my every question.
"I take decisions" he answered, still amused for some reason.
I shook my head feeling irritated and looked away.
And heard him laugh.
"Ok fine. I’ll tell you"
I kept looking away, to the guys who were dancing some distance away from us, and at the people who were standing on a side to watch the show.
"I own an industry or two" I heard his voice
What the f**k!
I looked at him. Shocked!
"You kidding me?”
He kept smiling and watching my entire face.
“Am I, right now, sitting with the owner of some company?"
He replied with a small smile again and I nodded.
"And you, Sana?"
I felt butterfly flutter in my stomach.
“I am an interior designer"
"Wow" he nodded
Soon our food arrived. I had sandwiches in my plate with some French-fries and salad while he had Paninis and a big bowl of salad on his side. The waiter placed red wine down for the both of us and hell I was famished.
Giving him a wide grin, I started chewing on my food. The wine was amazing.
"You look amazingly happy" he said while taking a sip of his wine.
I looked up. "I was so hungry and now I have my food"
Suddenly we heard a group of street musicians coming towards our café for their show. Ahaan moved his chair to have a look at them.
"Come this side" I said
He didn't look much interested for the show but he came, set his chair adjacent mine and sat there.
Our arms touched and soon I lost my focus on the show and concentrated more on him.
He draped his arm on the back of my chair, while his eyes were focused on the show.
I tried to concentrate there. There was a guy playing guitar, some were playing drums and two of them were dancing to the beats.
We continued eating again, sipping that tasty wine and enjoying the show.
I was extremely happy. Happy that I made the right decision to come here. When I think about my previous years, I can't help but wonder 'how did I survive that?' The betrayal. The fear. The loneliness.
"So.. Do you seriously want to go to that party?" Ahaan's voice dragged me out of my misery.
Party? What party?
Oh. The party that I read about on the flyer.
"I don't know. Do you?"
I was tired. Jet lagged and in desperate need of some sleep.
He tilted his chair to a side so that he could have a clearer view of my face.
Well?
"Last time I checked, you were all jumpy about this stupidity."
That almost made me laugh.
"Well, firstly that ain't stupidity my darling."
He grinned at that.
"And secondly, I just wanna go and sleep for now. That doesn't mean I don't want go to a party. Tomorrow may be."
He smiled and nodded.
He called the waiter and paid the bill.
I didn't stop him this time as he took it really hard that I paid for our room. That doesn't mean I won't snatch away our bill the next time.
"Let's go"
We both walked back to our hotel silently. The way he was walking, and looked lost most of time, made me think that he might be sleepy too.
We reached our hotel and went straight to the elevators. When the doors got opened, we stepped inside when suddenly that same purple haired girl who was checking out Ahaan earlier, jumped in too, wearing black shorts and a tight tube top, and she jumped so forcefully that she managed to bump into Ahaan, completely. Her whole body pressed into Ahaan’s. Her breasts were touching his chest and her hands held his biceps.
"Oops. Sorry" she said, looking anything but sorry.
Ahaan grabbed her by her upper arm and pushed her away.
"Watch yourself" his voice was low but rude.
Soon the door opened and I had almost forgotten about me being in the elevators too until Ahaan grabbed my palm and led me out calmly, as if it happens with him all the time.
I, on the other hand, was a little bit shaken as it was clear- that girl bumped into him intentionally. Not that I blame her, but wasn't that a bit desperate?
"Looks like you’ve got some fans."
He said nothing.
We reached in front of our room and it was then that he let go of my hand.
I felt tingles for some seconds even after that.
We entered inside and I quickly picked out one shorts and a crop t shirt to sleep in and went inside the washroom.
I looked at my face. I had a natural tint to my face today, for which I was glad. My eyes looked red because of lack of sleep and not crying. Glad for that too!
I peed, washed my face, brushed my teeth and changed my clothes.
When I entered outside the washroom. I saw Ahaan just in his pajamas, putting his bag down from the bed.
And when he turned to look at me I am sure, I squirmed.
His abs, chest, his inverted triangle all looked hard as stone. His arms looked strong. I looked down at him and saw him bulged?
"Enjoying the show?" Ahaan's amused but husky voice pierced into my ear
And I quickly looked up at his face. I felt my face heated up and without uttering a word, I walked past him.
"I should sleep" I muttered.
I adjusted my pillow, unfolded the cover and laid down and covered myself up till my face.
Damn!
Why were you so bluntly checking him out?!
After that I heard washroom door open and close. Minutes later, I felt the mattress dip beside me.
He is going to sleep here? Right next to me?
Oh God.
When minutes passes and it was just impossible to breathe, I pulled the cover down gently, turned to one side so that I could see his face.
He was laid down straight beside me, sheets covering him just till his stomach. His one hand was on his pillow and other on his stomach.
God! How are we supposed to sleep here? With him looking like this!
"It's alright. Go to sleep"
I froze hearing his voice.
He opened his eyes and turned to look at me.
"You don't need to worry. Sleep tight" He offered me a reassuring smile, just like the one he gave back in that restaurant, we first met in, and went to sleep again.
I tossed and turned, hyper aware of his breathing.
Sleep finally came in and I drifted off into it.
- Writer
