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Iqbal and Rehaan arrived at dadi's place.

"Beta tu aa gaya? Kitne din ho gaye hain tujhe dekhe.....aaj Iqbal bataa raha tha ki apna show bhi cancel kar diya....aisa kya hua hai beta?" Dadi, an affectionate lady in her 60s stroked Rehaan's hair as he lay with his head on her lap.

Rehaan had tears in his eyes, "dadi...main thak gaya hoon.....pata nahin kyon aaj kal mera mann kisi cheez mein nahin lagta."

Dadi cupped his face in her hands, "music mein bhi nahin? Music toh teri jaan hai....haina?" dadi glanced at Iqbal as she said that.

Iqbal, a young man in his early 30s, nodded and stood with his arms folded. He glanced at his watch and gestured to dadi that he had to leave now.

"Rehaan....Iqbal ja raha hai....jaa use baahar thak chhod de," dadi held him by his shoulders.

Rehaan wiped his tears and got up, "sorry yaar....I should not have gotten upset at you.....par main aap logon ko ek baat bataana chaahta hoon.....main....mujhey....actually I have fallen in love with a girl!"

Iqbal and dadi were stunned; they looked at each other in astonishment. Dadi finally composed herself, "yeh toh bahut khushi ki baat hai beta....kya naam hai uska?"

Rehaan noticed the crestfallen expression on Iqbal's and dadi's face, "lagta hai aap log is news se khush nahin hain....kya mujhe apni life partner choose karne ka bhi koi right nahiin hai?" he asked angrily.

"Rehaan? Kaisi baatein kar raha hai? Teri khushi mein hi meri khushi hai beta.....bataa kab mila raha hai mujhe meri hone waali bahu se?" dadi smiled with tears in her eyes.

"Thanks dadi!" Rehaan exclaimed joyfully, "kal hi Samaira ko aap se milwaane laaoonga."

Iqbal sighed and clenched his teeth, "buaji, main aapse kal milta hoon," and walked out as Rehaan followed him outside.

AT THE BOSE's

Sonakshi walked in through the front door and tip toed to her room. Samaira was watching cricket highlights on TV, "Hi behnaa...naaraaz mat hona...tere shopping bags office mein hi bhool aayi."

A dreamy Sonakshi did not pay much attention to what Samaira said, as she was lost in Rehaan's thoughts.

Samaira snapped her fingers in front of a blushing Sonakshi, "madam! Aisa lag raha hai jaise aaj jiju ne propose kiya hai shayad?"

Sonakshi was startled, "tujhey kaise pata?"

Samaira's eyes popped out of her head, "really? I was just kidding," she blew a large bubble from her bubble gum, "no way....Sonakshi....tu sach much chupi rustam nikli," she pushed Sonakshi on a chair and sat down on her lap, "details....c'mon...tell me now."

Sonakshi winced in pain, "you are crushing me Samaira! Ab tu itni halki nahin hai.....you have gained some weight....get off my lap!"

Samaira shook her head and circled her sister's neck with her arms, "pehle bataa usne kaise propose kiya....aur kya kaha....aur kahan kiss kiya?"

Sonakshi blushed again and hugged her sister. She closed her eyes and told her everything about Rehaan and her meetings with him in detail.....his fascination for her eyes, her dupattas, her voice.....and how she was mesmerized by his voice.....his looks...his passion and honesty.

"Wow! How romantic! I am floored by your love story....achha ab uska naam toh bataa de," Samaira persisted.

"Samaira! Sonakshi!" Asha came out of her room, "itni raat ko kya ho raha hai? Ab so jao...raat ke 2 baj rahe hain...kal subah baat karna."

"Theek hai mamma," Sonakshi said obediently and stood up to change into her night clothes.

"Sonakshi....you look damn sexy in this yellow saree.....kaash main bhi ladka hoti toh tujhpar fida ho jaati," Samaira winked at her sister and settled down to see the 3 sixers Kohli had just hit!

After changing up, Sonakshi wanted to talk to Samaira about Rehaan, but decided not to disturb the 'post match analysis.'

So, once again Samaira had lost her opportunity to find out who Sonakshi's lover was.

NEXT DAY:

Samaira was bright and early at work. Vicky had informed her the previous night about an important client meeting that afternoon and he expected Samaira to deliver all the requisite paper work on time.

Samaira knew this was her opportunity to impress Dev with her work. Even though, Samaira had gone out on a 'date' with Rehaan, for some reason, she had a deep desire to impress Dev for a change rather than his 'superhero' disguise.

There was something very honest and sincere about that man- more so than his 'disguised' form. Was she falling for Dev, her boss rather than Dev, her superhero?

Dev was certainly not the kind of man she had dreamt of- he was too 'uncool' and straightforward for her liking, but then why was she trying to impress him with her work? If he was Rehaan, then why not just look forward to his disguised image? She had no answers to her questions. Maybe it was the date with Rehaan the other night- even though she had a great time with Rehaan, she had hung out with the coolest guy in town, she had danced with him, he sang for her......why did she feel more comfortable and at home with Dev and not Rehaan? She enjoyed teasing Dev and seeing him all flustered, but with Rehaan she was just awestruck like anyone would be with a celebrity. "Dev mein kuch apnapan hai jo Rehaan mein nahin hai. Kaash wo dono alag alag hote....."she sighed as she finished entering the data on her computer.

As she finished her assignment, she looked up and saw Dev standing at her desk.

"sir aap?" she got up and greeted him.

"Sonakshi....can you come with me to this client meeting? Vicky was held up somewhere....I need someone to come with me," Dev asked

Samaira was thrilled, "of course sir......kahan jaana hoga?"

"Well, this place is on Marine Drive...this client is very important for us....we will leave at 3 pm sharp....and meeting ke baad tum chaaho toh apne ghar jaa sakti ho....I think you live somewhere there...isn't it?" Dev asked.

Samaira was surprised, "of course Dev...I mean sir....you know where I live," she winked at him, teasing him at the same time for pretending to forget her address after their 'date' the other night.

"Looks like he really takes his disguised form very seriously," she said to herself.

Samaira took the shopping bags along with her as she planned to go home after the meeting.

They arrived at the meeting site and parked the car. Dev carried his jacket on one arm and his briefcase in the other. The building was old and looked like it was in the middle of getting a major face-lift these days. There were construction crews and trucks all over the place. As they entered the building, Dev felt something fall on his head. He looked up and saw a pail of dirty construction water mixed with cement, charging towards him. It had accidentally slipped off one of the worker's hands.

Before Dev could duck and escape, his shirt was drenched in the grayish brown dirty mess!

Samaira gasped, 'Dev! Aapki shirt!"

Dev frowned and looked up in rage, "kya dekh kar kaam nahin kar sakte? Idiots!" His glasses were messed up too.

"Sonakshi! Ab kya karenge? I really have to attend this meeting.....I can't go in like this," Dev fretted.

"Let me think," Samaira pondered and then snapped her fingers, "idea! Aap bathroom mein jaakar apna face wash kar leejiye......main abhi aayi...give me your keys."

"Keys? I don't have a change of clothes in my car," he protested.

"I do!" she remarked and ran off to the car.

"Main ladkiyon ke kapde nahin pehnta!" he yelled from behind

"Jaanti hoon!" she yelled back and sprinted as fast as she could.

Dev went to the washroom and washed off all the dirt and mess from his face and glasses. He was almost tearful at seeing his crisp white shirt ruined by the dirty water. He muttered the choicest of words under his breath.

Samaira barged into the washroom with Sonakshi's shopping bags. She reasoned with herself that she would go back to the mall and replace the shirt that evening.

She took out the red shirt meant for Rehaan and gave it to Dev, "yeh lo Dev...yeh pehen leejiye."

Dev instantly recognized the shirt from the mall the other day. He had a faint smile on his face as he remembered how Sonakshi had most likely purchased the shirt for him, "yeh orange shirt? Meeting mein?"

"It's better than no shirt...Right?" Samaira pouted her lips.

He had to agree with Samaira on that one.

"Theek hai....apna face udhar kaeo," Dev looked a little embarrassed; he could not imagine changing in front of a woman and that too someone like her- he knew she would tease him to death if she saw him bare chested. Her words were echoing in his mind- are you a virgin? When will you strip for me?

Samaira smiled and rolled her tongue, "Are you shy? Waise aap jaisi body waale ko shy nahin proud hona chaahiye.....you have such a great body!"

"Sonakshi! We are here for a meeting......understand?" Dev glared at her.

Samaira came closer and unbuttoned the top few buttons of his shirt, "well....we can meet right here if you want."

Dev almost fell off, "yeh...yeh kya kar rahi ho tum Sonakshi? You are harassing your boss.....that is not allowed in our company!"

"toh aap apni employee ko harass kar dee jiye na!" she batted her eyelids and started laughing, "darrpok Dev sir.....kitna darrte hain aap......main kuch nahin karoongi.....jaaiye shirt change kar lijiye....i will wait outside," she turned around to leave, to Dev's relief.

He carefully took off his shirt and started unfolding the new shirt gently. He inhaled the scent from the shirt and the shopping bag.....there was something very familiar in that fragrance. He could not pin point to what the fragrance reminded him of; he shrugged his shoulders and was about to wear the shirt, when Samaira walked in to pick her purse.

"AHHHHH!" he yelled.

"AHHHHH!" she yelled back, "sorry Dev sir....main toh apna purse bhool gayi thi," she was blown away by what she saw- a perfectly chiseled body right out of a men's modeling catalog. She turned her head away as she felt a little uneasy at staring at him so desirably. She glanced at him with the corner of her eyes and what did she see...or not see.....THERE WAS NO TATTOO ON THE LEFT ARM!!!
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Samaira finally saw Dev shirtless....and came to know that he isn't Rehaan😉

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