THE CHEF NEXT DOOR @ 6

Thank you so much mishty.. and he just kissed her cheek in his excitement leaving her tottaly baffled..

Geet stood bewilder, for a moment with her eyes and mouth wide open..

Just then Maan realised, what he just did.. oh man…but she so cute right now..he thought.

Keeping his thoughts aside for a while, he murmured soft sorry to her, I am sorry..woh..in my excitement I just..

Geet was pulled out of shock, she gives him merderous glare, if he wasn’t her guest tonight, she had swollen his cheek.. she thought angrily, you don’t have to be so excited..she muttered angrily, gritting her teeth, trying to control her anger.

Maan watched her red face and knew he is gone today, before her anger raise he pulled out bundle of notes from his pocket and taking her hand in his , he shoved in in her palm..

What the hell..she blasted..

This is for expenses for food, water and electricity bill..

Geet was tounge tied, she just gapped at him .

Geet..what happened..look..I am really sorry for the kiss..

She was red again now but in embarrassment,

Maan saw it and cursed himself for his behaviour, it’s enough..!?! Or I can give you more..

Geet put those notes back in his hands angrily, I don’t need this much..

Then..??

Geet thought for a while, when Maan said desperately, Geet, if you don’t take..I won’t eat your food.

Geet give him a look, like shut up, Maan instantly shut his mouth, while she counted something on her fingers, I will send you costs via…she thought..when Maan added, give me your number, we discussed through it..

Geet thought and they exchanged their numbers.

….

Few days passed,

Both had became comfortable with each other like friends,

Geet started cooking for him, sending him pics after the delicious meal ready with decoration..

Both didn’t eat together after that day, Geet would packed his food and he would eat at his own apartment.

It was Sunday, Geet drags him to food shopping, Maan wasn’t bore at all, infact he was feeling refresh with having Geet close like that ,..after his hectic schedule of work.

Both shopped their favourite etables, other food items, Geet buy some veggies, ingredients.. and finally fish.. both were eyeing it like they would gonna eat that there only ..raw..

At the bill counter, maan tried to pay with his card, but Geet couldn’t let him, she just argue with him and at the end it was her cash which got paid at the counter.

Maan was angry, upset on geet, as he carried those shopping bags in his both hands while following her grumpily..

As they reached her doorstep, Maan..she called him, but he didn’t respond being angry on her, she opened the door while he carried bags inside,

Maan..she again called confused and got only glare in return, she realised he is still upset, so to change his mood, she played her card, you should eat today at my place, and as expected there was shine in his eyes as he jerked his head to looked at her in surprise.

Geet knew somewhere, he just craved for her company, to stay with her, have meal with her , in her home but she always have excuses everyday, not sure about whole thing..

And she didn’t realise when they became so close and comfortable with each other, words just spill out of her mouth, seeing him upset that too on her, she didn’t felt good and to make him happy she said this .

And now seeing him back to himself , she was more than relived.

Are you sure, mishty?? He got up , walking up to her , with that intense look in his eyes.

But that new word,..?? Mishty?? Who is mishty?? She asked confused,

Maan cupped her face tenderly reaching up to her, you!..

But I am Geet..not any mishty..

Yes you are mishty for me.. because you are too sweet.

Geet blushed hearing his words.. Maan, she wacked him pulling back, let’s go..I have to cook the fish..

Maan’s mouth waters already.. and after a while, as the smell of it filled in he house, he couldn’t help but wait desperately like a cat..he got up an walked towards her, seeing her so engrossed in the work wearing apron.

Do you want any help?? He asked peeking inside the utensil.

Maan.. Geet gasped..holding her chest, you scare me..

I didn’t mishty.. you were so engrossed..he spoke so sweetly , adoring her,as he pushed back toss curls from her forehead, tucking them behind her ears..

I asked you something.. he huskily said, taking tissue and wiping that sweat from her face,

Uh.. nothing.. you don’t have to do anything.. he stammers lost in his closeness which started affecting her recently.. his scent.. his biceps.. huge self hovering her tiny self.. she was spellbound by his charm.

Maan saw her lost look, and was happy seeing his effect on her, so what should I do..he asked so huskily, closed to her face, his warm breath fanning her face, he eyed her luscious lips then her dazzling eyes..

Geet suddenly realised what he asked and his intentions, she just pushed him back, trying to hide her blush, let me work, Maan..you seat at the table, I will come when the food gets ready. She somehow finished telling him, concentrating on the work at hand.

Maan only smirked, seeing her state, he just did as she said and waited for her.

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Precap :-

He usually text me.. what happened today..??

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