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It was then I recalled that she had been keen to show me The Raivardhans. For some unknown reason, my stomach started to churn and twist. It felt silly to feel nervous about such a trivial thing. It wasn't like I was going to get married to one of them. If they were so famous, it was obvious that they were completely out of my league.
Anjali didn't even switch the lights on upon entering my temporary room. Guess, she had enough common sense to not be caught drooling over the boys from across the street.
We knelt over the love couch and looked at the beautifully lit mansion and just stared at the mansion in silence, admiring the beauty of the structure.
All of a sudden, light was turned on, in what I assume to be a room on the second floor and a figure walked in.
Anjali bent over the side of the couch making me wonder what she was doing. But when she sat back straight, I found an object in her hand that caused my mouth to drop open.
"You are kidding, right?" I felt dumbstruck looking at a pair of binoculars in her hands.
She just gave me a cool look replying, "I am forever prepared."
Shaking my head I watched her looking through her binoculars and squeal.
"Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! It's Daksh Raivardhan!" And I watched her act like a fangirl, amused.
"Here, take a look!" She passed me the binoculars so that I could see thisDakshperson. I hesitated a bit initially, nevertheless, I looked through it for not being able to hold on to my curiosity. At first, I didn't know where I was looking but when I adjusted my view towards the lit window… It just took my breath away.
I stared at the handsome man in a white t-shirt and gray sweatpants. He was sitting by the window, working over his laptop.
His perfectly built muscles flexed through his tight t-shirt whenever he took a swing from the soft drink can, that was placed on the side table beside him. His dark hair swept back making him look even hotter. The well groomed stubble gave him a mysterious air.
"Hot, isn't he?" Anjali's voice asked.
"Yes," All I could muster was a low murmur.
"You can stop fanning yourself, darling," Anjali giggled, and that was the cue for my cheeks to flush red.
Subconsciously, I had been fanning myself with my other hand. How could a boy be so handsome? It was unfair for other male species around the world who were less fortunate. I would have to take back what I had thought earlier. He wasn’t a boy, in no sense he looked like a boy! He was a man. An attractive one at that!
"Now, give that to me. It's my turn," she snatched the binoculars from my hands and started stalking the hunk seated by the glass wall, in the beautiful mansion.
We had lost track of time, for I didn't know for how long both of us stalked him, shamelessly. Well, it was till he left the room, which looked like a library with loads and loads of books! . My mother would be so disappointed in me if she knew what we were doing up here. Not that any of us were going to whisper a word about this to her.
We sat back on the couch and stared at nothing in particular, just into the darkness of the room. We had yet to switch the lights on. Our minds were mushy with all the thoughts that should not be going through our minds.
I exhaled the breath I didn't even realize I was holding while Anjali was grinning like a goof.
"I never..." I trailed off not knowing what to say, so I moved my hands randomly before me trying to complete the sentence.
"Thought?" Anjali supplied.
I nodded enthusiastically, "Yeah, never thought that..." only to be left speechless in the middle of the sentence again. Why was my mouth not working when I wanted to express myself? Most of the time, things came out rather unfiltered but now, right here, I was not able to speak the words that were exploding in my head.
"Anyone can be as handsome as him?"
I shrugged before nodding, "yeah."
Well, even if I was lacking speech, it wasn't illegal to admit what thoughts had occupied my head.
"Wait till you see the other brothers," She winked at me in the dark. Her face illuminated from the streetlight that had turned on sometime later while we were busy ogling at the guy.
"I can imagine," I could believe her. She was right the first time too, "Now, I can't wait to see others."
Immediately, an idea came to me. Taking out my phone, I started to Google search.
"Nah-ah-ah, you are not going to google them, darling," I pouted at Anjali's words.
