The Accidental Wedding novel Chapter 18

Rameen

I was sitting in the car fuming at myself, what the hell was I thinking? How could I let myself get carried away?

I still couldn't forget the way my body burned by his touch, the tingles that erupted all over my body and the shivers that his intense gaze sent through my body.

I have never been so close to any man in my life, not even Imaad. I hated the way my body reacted to his touch, it was not anybody but Waleed Kamal, the person I despised most in my life. I felt disgusted by the way I reacted to him, the way he made me feel.

The way his eyes lingered on my lips, and the way my arms traveled from his shoulder to neck like they had a mind of their own. Fuck, what the hell was I thinking? I cursed myself, for acting like that. And I was sure he noticed the way he was affecting me.

If Ben wouldn't have come at that moment I might have done something stupid. I still could feel his touch on my waist, the back of my neck. The way his hand traveled from my neck to my back, it had sent sparks throughout my body.

I thanked God that Daniyal and Kabir had not seen that, they were already waiting for me in the car. The embarrassment would have been doubled.

I still couldn't forget the mischievous smile that Ben gave me when I turned towards him. I was sure he was going to tease me the next time we meet.

Kabir tried many times to engage me in conversation with him and Daniyal, but I didn't feel like talking with anyone right now. I just sat in the back seat listening to them, they dropped me and declined my invitation for dinner politely.

Dad and chachu ( father's brother) inquired me about how the case study went and was very enthusiastic that I was getting a chance to work on such a prestigious project.

Dada was more interested in inquiring about Waleed, his friend's grandson. The more I tried to avoid that man the more I had to see him, fate really played funny jokes at us.

The next day was Sunday, mom kept me engaged in the kitchen preparing lunch. I really admired her determination to make me a master in cooking. Well, at least I was able to fry an omelet without burning it, apart from that I didn't think I made much progress in this department.

I had called Imaad and apologized to him for yesterday, he was upset with me but with a little persuasion, he was normal again and had told me he would pick me up in the evening.

I took a shower and dried my hair, I selected a traditional dress to wear. It had been a long time since Imaad and I went on a date and I really wanted to dress up for him.

Imaad arrived at 7 O' clock in the evening, he met with my family and chatted with them a few minutes before we left for dinner.

He told me he was taking me to a new Italian restaurant while driving. He was looking at me after every few minutes during the drive and I was glad my hard work didn't get wasted. I was sure he liked my dress, he was very fond of the traditional dresses.

The food was great, and most of all I was enjoying his company. He had complimented me nearly a hundred times how good I was looking in my outfit. His eyes barely left me during dinner.

We discussed my new project, he was glad I got a chance to work with such a prestigious firm. Imaad had always supported me in my career, I really admired this quality in him. He had always motivated me to take up challenges.

I asked him about his business and was a bit surprised when he avoided my question and started inquiring about Ali and his studies. I was a bit confused about why he looked a bit uneasy when I inquired about the business.

We discussed our upcoming wedding and the fuss our moms were making regarding everything. He looked as worn out as I was by the constant nagging of our mothers.

We discussed destinations for our honeymoon, he wanted to go to Australia while I insisted on going to Europe. I think the alpine mountains were the most romantic of all places in the world.

He gave in after a little persuasion from my side, I knew he loved me too much and he would do anything that would make me happy. Sometimes I couldn't believe how lucky I was to have him.

And I was sure my married life was going to be bliss with this wonderful man. I skipped dessert after dinner and ordered coffee, I was dieting these days to fit into my bridal dress, I knew my figure was good but I wanted it to be perfect on my wedding day.

I went into my room and changed into my nightdress, still thinking of what had passed between us in his car. I was literally puzzled if I had wanted to kiss him, it was not such a big deal.

I video called Sheema and added Rania in the conference, me and Sheema had welcomed her in our group, she was a fun-loving girl. I was desperately in need of talking to someone who could give me some good advice.

I told them what had happened and they started at their screens in shock.

"What the fuck Mia, how could you leave him high and dry?", Rania looked like she would faint due to shock.

"He is such a handsome and poor guy's head over heels in love with you", Sheema sympathized with Imaad.

"It was just a kiss, he didn't ask you to make love." Rania was still not able to overcome the shock. "So did any of you kiss your men?" I asked looking at them with suspicion.

"Of course", Rania replied.

Sheema ignored the question completely, what was she hiding?

" Didn't you want to kiss him?" Rania asked.

"I don't know, I mean I thought we had a silent agreement that we would wait till our wedding", I replied.

" So old fashioned", Rania rolled her eyes.