His Pretended Fiancee`(spin off of Marriage For Convenience)

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

"Now I cannot say that it was a pleasure meeting you." She eyed between the half empty can of pepsi and my dripping head. And I am very sure she is struggling the deride laughter as she pressed her tout lips profusely "Can I?"

My eyes linger a pit longer on her pink pout that were shouting soft fruitiness.

I suppressed my deep desire to reckon my observation...

Heaven's sake, she was Sia, Sia, my bestfriend's almost sister and f#cK! She was eight years too younger than me.

However her skeptical eyes as she eyed between the chair and the seat besides me on the plush cushioned sofa made me sink into my seat.

Being embarrassed was never in my dictionary..

I was the jock, the heartthrob, the charmer and Mr. Popular till the stupid stupid idea of settling down for a happily ever after crossed my mind.

Why why why do I have to believe in true love and soul mates?

Being rejected, humiliated and dumped by a girl is quite embarrassing but having a witness to the same...

Do you get it where this conversation is going??...

Especially when the kin to your misfortune is a very young and pretty girl.

Well I still have my charms. I can try them' I give a small pep talk to myself "That was one hell of drama with the eggyolk." I commented as I eased on the gray green sofa of the five star restaurant.

Well as easy as I could feel with myself soaked in the aerated drink feeling like a marinated piece of chicken.

'Eggyolk?" she was utterly confused 

"Your date for the evening. No offenses though but he was dressed in yellow and chipping annoyingly throughout, I couldn't help"

"Well date.." she made a small wolf whistle "I like it. Quite sophisticated name don't you think?" she asked as she stretched to pick the glass of water but stopped abruptly.

I was about to ask but the conversation was bit too interesting so I went with the flow.

"Sophisticate? Eggyolk? What am I missing here?" I asked leaning a little more towards her, couldn't help her lemon and fruit fragrance was mesmerizing and I couldn't get enough of it.

Surely by the end of evening I would ask her which brand of perfume she was wearing

I got to be kidding myself!!!

"Oh I like the terminology of date, blind date that you gave to meeting the prospect for your wedding." She eyed the glass again and then pushed herself back on the sofa for additional comfort.

"But you are still the name changer?" She mocked.

"Yeah some talent I got, besides old habits die hard" I replied and before I could stop my left eye blinked to wink at her.

And if we were stranger, I would have assumed the tint of pink on her cheeks.

Nevertheless!

"So you are into arrange marriages?" I asked. However I wasn't ready for the answer 

"Such a party pooper" here comes the pout again "I was so happy with the blind date thing" she then sobered up explaining me in detail "apparently when you are 24 and single, your entire family turns wing man for you.'

24' the figure made the wheels of my brain churning...

She's 24 and I am 29 going 30 next month so it isn't eight..

Why was I celebrating?

Six years

Six years still is huge

"So what's the deal with your chick" she eyed the ring that I was toying with my fingers "I mean fiancé, ex to be precise?"

Here comes the big Hiroshima nuclear bomb.

Could there be an answer that would be a li'l less embarrassing for me?

She feels I am no longer the joker of the group; funny and hilarious

Or

She believes that I am not putting too much of an effort into our relationship

Or

The very reason that I get too bored of her frequent texts that I finally give up answering or reading them

Or

She believes I am the charmer and out on a hunt to charm ladies ignoring the fact that I had a girlfriend.

Or...

The list is endless..

So I take a deep breath praying that the answer doesn't awake more curiosity in the golden-eyed girl

"I guess the simple reason I could depict is we were not meant to be." I answered nonchalant.

Wow! Talk about less embarrassing

Because my reason for break up made her laugh like the live audience of 'Impractical jokers'

Holding her stomach she kept on laughing "I cant believe it" * laughs, laughs and more laughs*

It was so attention deriving that a new steward started roaming around our table flicking his hair once, twice...

Sinking into my sofa seat I try to disappear if it was ever-possible "Sandy, my god Sandy- the charmer dumped."

She pressed her cheeks that were amicably paining because of too much laughing, "A girl dumped, I mean your fiancé broke up with you" she kept on laughing.

When she found her laughter monotonous she paused with a humble apology "sorry * still laughing*

"No problem" I waved her off "way to make a guy feel after his break up."

"She cooed "awww!" she pinched my cheeks softly "if it makes you feel any better, she wasn't really worth it, you deserve better, much better."

With that verdict by her the temperature raised to maximum.

I felt heat surging through my body.

I shouldn't feel like this' red flags were swaying in front of me.

That raised the temperature further. I was feeling hot, extremely hot. 

Pulling out the white tissue from the box I wiped my sticky face along with tiny drops of sweat that were now beading on my head..

"It's hot" I excused myself.

"Ahhh really" she took a deep breath "Yes that reminds me.' She said with sudden change of her demeanor.

What came next was something that could even put priest from sacrament of penance [confessions of sin] on high alert

She flicked the top two buttons of her heavy Indian blue tunic that she was wearing and flipped it off her head in one swift motion.

My my am I dead?

Can I still breathe

Can someone stop the drool that is stuck between my throat and my mouth?

SHE IS RAJ'S SISTER

MY BEST FRIEND PARI'S SISTER WITH ADDED IN AND LAW warning bells sounded in my head

'Raj's sister, Pari's sister' I started chanting discreetly trying to fix my eyes on her dark orbs ignoring the fact that her now carefree tube top along with tight pants appearance was affecting down town of my south and I had to literally cross my legs to fight the affect.

Its not that she looked hot and $exy in the off shoulder outfit.

But the very strong and ripped rather crafted muscles on her shoulder that shouted hours, months and years of intense training and workout, the curves of her body that were now on full on display and the confidence on her face, neither was she conscious nor showing off what assets she had.

But yes I was fully blown off.

I did have girls working out in the gym I train but Sia was a new dimension to it. She was fully toned, attractive and good looking and soft spoken and funny...

I know I have to stop my trail of thoughts before I plunge head deep into this beauty with brain s***h muscles and abs too.

"Order sir" the steward with dense hair who was flicking the few strands falling on forehead again and again as he roamed around our table frequently asked.

"You can drink it" I said when I noticed Sia on her third attempt to approach the glass and restrain herself "I guess you are really thirsty."

Sudden pink crept her face as she said, "I am thirsty right. But I wonder if this glass is tainted with same salt and pepper concoction that broke your almost wedding" sarcasm in her tone was to die for.

Can someone open the ground and let me die...

Because this girl is definitely going to be the death of me.

All the while when I was staring at the amusing scenario of her table, she was equally reciprocating the concept with me.

She too had full attention on my table...

Lord heavens she was live audience of my humiliation.

Would this chagrin ever pause?

Again why does this stalking and staring gesture bring a pleasant flutter in my stomach?

"My culinary skills were intact in the single glass of water that was so graciously sprayed..."

I can really be awarded the self-humiliation magnet title

Why did I have entail her with the episode of my post bath showers?

Anyways do you think that she let me complete my sentence?

No she broke my streak of words with another round of heavy laughter.

"Yeah that was too much of a scene.." she pulled a tissue to wipe of the tears, an outcome of too much laughing "infact that was what made me survive through the evening."

I was almost, I really mean almost about to say "feelings were mutual" when I was interrupted by the hairy, by hairy I'd mean a very stocked up bunch of hair with few tendrils on his forehead hanging on his forehead that he loved to flick every now and then with the jerk of his head "your order for the evening?"

"Okay" I pretended to look into the menu. Nothing catching my taste buds for the names on the menu seemed more alien than the zombie from a planet other than our solar system.

I'd definitely bite my tongue if I try to announce the names of the dishes that were mentioned in the card.

"The usual ice tea for me and for the lady..." I looked at Sia for her order but the steward had his eyes glued at me; his expressions weird.

I did sink deeper into my seat wondering in what way had I offended him. 

He hasn't even served me yet.

Once he left and I was freed of the glare and the stare I sighed deeply "Wonder why he was staring at me weirdly and where is my old steward who'd been serving me all the time?"

Some people are usually very friendly and jolly, I can say the same about Sia because she was laughing again.

Did she have nitrous oxide in breakfast?

I might have scrunched my eyebrows too hard.

She stepped forward to press her fingers on my forehead to even out the wrinkled lines.

Her citrus scent wafted through my nostrils and I simply fell in love with the perfume.

"You really did not recognize him?" she asked settling back to her comfortable stance, her smile perpentuated and a wicked glint in them "he's the same one who'd been serving you all the while, he's simply wearing a wig to cover his bald head." She shifted closer and another attack of citrus smell hit me.

I am not complaining though

"Seems like he's trying to impress you." She whispered followed by a giggle.

"Impress! Me. But why?" I wondered if the steward of this star rated restaurants are keen on tips.

I straightened myself when the steward approached our table again with an iced tea, a bigger than usual glass this time and a sizzling cup of coffee for Sia.

He placed another plate full of peanuts, an accompaniment for those who order drinks.

I was about to put the plate of peanuts back mentioning our lack of order but he pushed my hands holding the white porcelain glass plate down maintaining his touch bit longer than needed and said "This one's complimentary." He bit his lip strangely though and then said "on the house" he winked before turning away from me.

*Another fit of laughter!*

I can be an official team member of Impractical jokers or can I get myself a tee printed with 'laugh at me, I am embarrassment redefined'

"Another fan following for you" Sia teased "Sandy-the charmer, you not only are a p***y whipper, you have a new addition, a new feather in your cap, a d**k whipper" she looked around making sure no one was at hearing distance and fully composed herself as she asked "between no offences though any ideas whether gays do have d***s or not?"

When she saw me glaring at her she quickly responded "just asking out of curiosity hun" she shrugged her shoulders "you know improving my IQ; general knowledge"

I coughed the huge sip of iced tea that I had slurped in a go to calm my nerves.

Not because I was ashamed of having a male admirer or a gay admirer but the girl in front of me had practically no thought filters. She might be the one and only in the entire country who can use two words p***y and d**k loudly in same sentence without a care in the world and still appear confident and attractive

Damn this attraction.

Seriously if Raj happens to have the slightest hint of the sinful attraction that I am feeling for his sister, he'd be running after my balls or he'd chops my ummm... you know what exactly like one slices a hot dog.

"What do you want to order?" she asked as she gazed through the menu as if she'd been handed chemistry question paper when she'd prepared for history.

Wiping my face again I said, "I have lost my appetite."

"No my dear friend" she said casually "I think you need some antidote for your recent break up."

I almost wrinkled my eyebrows for she was ready to wipe those stress lines from my face "your fiancé" she patted on my cheeks "forgot about the break up,' she eyed the diamond ring lying idly on the table "still trying to live in illusion."

Oh s**t!

Like a bucket water challenge the virtual mishap of my broken relationship gave goose bumps.

I should be stressed about the break up.

Don't get me wrong. I am. super stressed

Not for the break up though but for the aftereffects of the break up

Genelia's change of status on effbee

Her sob story

Millions of comments spamming my account.

That although can be dealt easily by not logging in 

But the biggest drama would unfold when dad gets the news.

He is worst than an old lady from small town whenever drama is concern

I can picture him with red blotched eyes, hands on his forehead shrugging and wording in more ways than possible 'I expected better from you. When are you going to be responsible, grow up... blah.. blah.. blah..

Before I could think of some valid reason for the break up that I forward to my dad to get myself excused from the drama.

I felt a jolt as Sia was now holding my hand tightly, her small fair palm encasing my big one.

Although pretty and delicate they were firm enough to pull me 'Come I'll take you to place where we get real food."

And she was dragging me along.

Quickly the steward reached us "Bill on the house " Sia shouted not looking back yet.

Didn't she dump the bowl of noodles or spaghetti whatever on egg yolk because he said "this is your father's restaurant, I am sure the food is free"

And now she was voluntarily abducting me and taking me somewhere to make feel better after termination of my engagement.

"Where are you taking me?' I couldn't help but ask

What do you expect?

I had an audience

There are always numerous curious eyes when a girl pulls a guy without his consent to the occult.

"Oh ho" she stopped for a moment looking at me disappointed "Even a kid would know which place in Delhi would we get real food.

Real food?

I smiled she was taking me to...

We were going to Khao gali.

Wait wait wait..

Was this a date?