This was ACP's voice and they dare not disobey. Hesitant, they turned around together to find Pankaj and Daya.

"HAHAHA!" Pankaj imitated Dr. Salunkhe.

So they had been eavesdropping the whole time.

"wo….wo hum log saari arrangements check kar rahein the bas – k-kyun Tarika ji?"

"h..haan."

"haan, haan," Daya said, "waise mein khaana laaya hu – tumhara toh peth bhara hoga – kyun Abhijeet?"

"tujhe toh mein dekh lunga," Abhijeet muttered.

"Forensic lab se tumhe fursat mila tabhi mujhe dekhoge na."

"tujhe toh mein – "

Daya moved close to him and whispered:

"Mujhe baad mein dhamkaana," he pulled out an earring from Abhijeet's shirt, "pehle ye earring toh wapas kar doh."

Damn, it must have gotten stuck when he tickled her.

Or maybe when they were cuddling.

"ye-ye… ye toh – "

"Tarika ka hai."

"Ye mere shirt pe – "

"Nahi nahi mein tum logo ki bedroom details nahi sun'na chahta – "

"K-k-kaisi baat kar raha hai?"

"kaisi baatein kar raha hu?" he rolled his eyes.

"nahi wo…matlab…mein…wo…mein Tarika ji ko ye de kar aata hu – dhoondh rahi hongi."

"haan haan jao jaao."

"Pankaj!"

"Sir meine Daya sir ke kehne pe kiya tha sir. Please mera vishwas karo sir."

"Haan haan wo chhodo – ye batao Tarika ji kaha gayi?"

"Sir aap jab Daya sir se baat kar rahein the toh wo tayyar hone ke liye apne room chali gayi."

"Sir," Pankaj spoke to Daya as Abhijeet's silhouette made its way towards Tarika's room, "Abhijeet sir gussa kaise nahi hue?"

"Arrey Pankaj – simple hai. Abhi woh the angry, senior cop nahi hai – "

"Samajh gaya sir – jab doctor Tarika hoti hai toh unhe gussa hone ki bhi fursat nahi hoti."

"Bilkul," Daya laughed, "aur ye baat Uske aur Tarika ke saamne kehna – dekhna kaise laal hotein hain dono – tamatar(tomato) ki tarah"

Both of them shared a hearty laugh.

"Abhijeet!" Daya shouted, "waha shuru mat ho jaana… hum dono bhi hai yaha…aur baaki sab bhi aatein hi honge."

Abhijeet muttered something so inaudible and clustered together that even Tarika wouldn't have been able to decipher it, had she been there.

"Tarika," he knocked on the door, "kholo – mein hu."

"aayi."

Tarika opened the door to find Abhijeet staring at her in awe. In a side bun, smoky eyes and a black dress, she looked gorgeous.

"You look stunning."

Tarika blushed crimson, trying to not make the heart rush so noticeable. Blood rushing to her cheeks, she managed to mumble something on the lines of "thank you."

She didn't know what it was. But there was something about his compliments – the way that he looked at her, the way that his voice sounded so delicious and the way that he half smiled and half seduced that made her fall for him, all over again.

"Ye lo," she gave him a black coat, "tum ye pehen lo."

Abhijeet wore his coat and left the buttons undone. Tarika raised her eyebrows and he raised his own.

She then looked at his buttons and he looked at her and smirked.

She nodded indicating that she wouldn't comply. He made a puppy face in return. She smiled a little and nodded again. This time too, the nod was in disagreement but softer.

To this, Abhijeet frowned and she pointed to the dressing table with her eyes. He made a sad puppy face again.

Tarika moved close to him and whispered "You are impossible."

While she buttoned his coat, he said "Also unstoppable."

"And unreasonable."

"Also plausible."

"But surpassable," she smirked.

"Ho gaya," she continued as she straightened herself to look at him.

Black formal pants and a grey shirt and black coat. Running his fingers through his hair, he looked irresistible.

Tarika smiled as she looked at him, standing in front of her, with his face to one side so that his left cheek was in front of her face. That was his way of asking for a kiss.

She knew this was coming and that is why she had done all her makeup except for her lipstick.

She placed her hands on his shoulders and then gradually stretched them further, interlocking her fingers behind his neck.

Then she brought her face closer to his cheek, her nose touching him first. She pressed her lips lightly against him and then parted then slightly. She then sucked a little of his skin and pressed her lips harder. Her eyelashes brushed against his face in a tickling manner as she released his skin, making the longest "mwah" sound.

Abhijeet felt blood rushing to his cheeks, especially the spot where she had just kissed while she went to apply her favourite red lipstick.

When she walked out of her room, she found him still standing at the threshold, with his face to the other side. Now his right cheek was in front her face.

"Abhijeet, no way. Lipstick laga chuki hu mein."

"Par – "

"Abhijeet tumhare face pe lag jayega, shirt vaali baat bhul gaye kya?"

(A/N – Shirt vaali baat is Veerta Awards 2013 :p )

"Mein muh dho lunga."

"tum kapdo pe paani gira doge."

"Mein kapde badal lunga."

"Asaani se nahi niklega – water proof hai."

"Toh tumhare paas hai na wo – wo…make up remover."

Before she could say another word, the doorbell rang.

"Abhijeet… chalo ab."

He blocked her way completely.

"Pehle mera kiss."

"sab aa gayein hain Abhijeet – remove karne ka time nahi hai."

"Wo mein dekh lunga..tum chali jaana."

"last time tumne puri bottle khatam kar di thi – just because Daya aa gaya tha."

"Toh uske pehle usne humhe range haath pakad liya tha na yaar."

He suddenly remembered about the earring and took it out from his pocket.

"aur aaj bhi," he gave her the earring, ''ye mere shirt pe chipak gaya tha."

"tabhi keh rahi hu," Tarika giggled, "abhi chalo yaha se."

"Mein 3 tak ginunga…ya toh tum mujhe kiss karogi uske andar ya waha sab ke saamne you will give me a kiss"

"1…" he started

"Kya bacho jaisi zidd kar rahe ho yaar."

"2…"

"Abhijeet…"

"2 and a half…."

She smiled at two and a half and brought her face close to his. Abhijeet smiled, sensing victory. All his hopes were shattered the very next second when she rubbed her nose against his and stepped back.

Both of them walked to the living room and greeted everybody else. Abhijeet lingered around Tarika and spoke to her when he got a chance.

Aaaaand CUT!

I wanted to write how Tarika managed to give him a kiss in front of everyone in this chapter only but it was becoming too long :P

And I also wanted write about the criminals – but it's just becoming longer and longer :P

There is some power that doesn't want this story to end *thinking emoji*

Hehehe, just kidding…. Enough of my talks – it's your turn to talk

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