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“Oh, c’mon, Ranveer, you can’t deny that the sex between us was so good and hot…” she purrs. That’s it! I slam the break and am about to open my door whenAlisha reaches over and rests her hand on my thigh.
“She is drunk and doesn’t know what she is blabbering,” Alisha interrupts me, though her eyes don’t hide the despair.
“I don’t care. She fucking has no business to make you feel uncomfortable,” I snap back.My tone and demeanour dare anyone to open their mouth to tell me otherwise.
“Trust me, she doesn’t have that power over me. Your love is strong enough for me to handle this. Her incoherent words won’t break me. Nothing will come close to destroying our love and trust, and that’s all that matters. Please drive us home soon. I want to check on Mili,” Alisha pleads.
I pick her hand up and kiss it. She leans over and kisses me softly on my lips, assuring me in her own way that she meant each word she spoke and is with me in good or bad. I cup her face and deepen the kiss.
“Seriously? Are you two going to make out in front of me?” Soha’s irritating voice breaks the moment, and Alisha pulls back with a jerk.
“If you don’t fucking shut your mouth, I will throw you out of my car,” I warn Soha as I glare at her from the rear-view mirror.
“Fine, carry on with the show,” she grumbles as she folds her hands over her chest and looks out of the window.
“One fucking chance,” I groan and start the engine.
I am so damn irritated. Alisha and her caring attitude—always willing to help others, even if it’s a person like Soha. I’m sure that over time, she’ll learn that Soha is nothing but trouble.
“I will keep my mouth shut,” Soha mutters. Without bothering to respond, I drive through the traffic.
“Is Mili okay at home?” Alisha asks, trying to divert my mind.
“Yup, she was fast asleep when I got your call,” I reply, concentrating on the road.
“I hope she doesn’t wake up and notice that both of us are not home.” Alisha nibbles at her lower lip as she regards me with apprehensive eyes.
“She’ll be fine. You know she sleeps through the night,” I say as I rub my hand on her thigh, trying to comfort her.
“Hope so.” Alisha lets out a tired breath.
To my luck, Soha doesn’t say a word and sleeps through the rest of the drive. However,the closer we get to home, the more I am ticked off by the thought of having Soha under my roof.
“I don’t think she is in a state to walk. I think you need to carry her,” Alisha states as she unbuckles her seatbelt.
“What the fuck, Alisha?” I yell and slam the break before I kill the engine.
“Ranveer… please,” she whispers and shakes her head, pointing her finger at Soha.
“She will only cause problems in our married life. I rather have her sleep in the car than carry her home.”
“Stop being bull-headed. It’s only a matter of a night. I am not asking her to shift with us permanently,” she raises her voice, tossing her arms in the air.
I am about to tell her that even one night is enough for Soha to create a hurricane, when Soha whimpers from behind.
“Ranveer, did we reach home?”
I pull in a deep breath and try to calm my strained nerves. Then, I try to explain in a controlled voice, hoping to prevail over this obstacle. “I am not carrying her. I think it’s better if we let her sleep in the car. I will even ask one of the house helps to bring her coffee in the morning.”
“We are doing no such thing. You will bring her home and show her to the guest room.”
“I’d rather fucking let her stay in the car than carry her,” I argue again.
“You are being unrealistic and stubborn.” She folds her arms over her chest and narrows her eyes on me. “If you don’t, then I too will stay with her in the car.”
“Now who is being unrealistic and stubborn?” I glare at her, fisting my hands at my sides.
Ignoring my statement as well as the smoke coming out of my ears, she challenges me again with her annoying question. “So, you carrying her inside or am I staying out with her?”
