The Accidental Wedding novel Chapter 24

The food was really good, better than I had ever eaten in those fancy and expensive restaurants. He had ordered butter chicken and Daal Makhani ( a dish made from lentils) with naan ( a type of bread).

"I only ate a few rolls in lunch, I had planned to stop here on my way back", He said to me.

I looked and smiled at him, this was one new thing I discovered about him that he was a foodie.

"How do you manage to keep a fit body?" I asked, teasing.

"I work out", He replied smiling.

We finished the food pretty quickly, first it was mouth-watering and second we both were starving. He ordered two cups of tea, I was not in a mood but he insisted that it was really good.

I agreed with him about the tea. It was really amazing. I asked him how come it's so good. He replied it was because of the fresh milk from the buffaloes, the owner of the Dhaba kept.

The drive back to the city was silent, I was so full that I was feeling sleepy and Waleed seemed like he was in deep thoughts.

I directed him to my house, and when he parked in front of the gate, I thanked him.

He was looking at me with his same intense gaze which made tingles erupt on my body then he lifted his arm and traced his finger from my cheek to my lips. My whole body was on fire, with just a trace of his finger making butterflies flutter in my stomach.

I was stunned, I could not even think properly, my heart was beating as if it would break out of my rib cage. I was looking at him dumbfounded, his finger halted for a second near the edge of my lips, and I leaned in his touch involuntarily. He then traced his thumb on my bottom lip slowly, real slowly, the tip of his thumb just touching the edge of my upper lip as it traveled on my lip, tugging it at the corner. "Thanks, Mia, for the wonderful evening", He said as he retracted his hand from my face.

I was breathing heavily, my heart, breaking all records in beating and when I was able to gather my

senses, I opened the door and nearly ran out of his car.

Waleed

Mia had just left my car, I was still looking at my hand. My fingers were twitching from her touch, I wanted more. She was driving me crazy, I had never lost control in my life. But she made me do things I had never imagined in my life.

She was fired and I wanted to burn myself in her heat. From the moment she entered my car I wanted to touch her, to experience how her skin felt below my fingers. And I couldn't fathom the sparks that traveled through my body when I touched her.

I wanted to crush my lips on hers, but I knew she would never allow it. I knew it wasn't just me who was affected, Mia felt the same. The way she leaned in my touch the way her eyes were fixed on me.

I knew I was treading dangerous waters, but I didn't care. She was different, from all the girls I have dated, she was never intimidated by me. She didn't care about my status or my money, she was wild and untamed. And I knew she was not mine, she could never be mine.

The more the truth dawned on me that I can never have her the more I wanted her. The more I got to know about her the more I fell for her.

She told me she didn't believe in love, and I wanted to accept her challenge and show her what she was missing in life.

I sat there in my car outside her house for a long time, expecting to get a glimpse of her from any window or balcony. Yes, I was officially a stalker now.

I told myself, I was feeling like this, just because I couldn't have her. I turned the key in the ignition and the engine roared to life. I reversed my car and left after giving up hope that I might see her again.

"You are going with me, and I don't want any excuse", He said and walked out of the dining room.

This was a sign that he wanted no more tantrums from me and I have to abide by what he says. I took a

deep breath and growled, a wedding was the last thing I wanted to attend.

I called the jeweler whom I had ordered Mia's gift after breakfast. He told me it was ready, I called the florist and told him to arrange a bouquet, exactly like the picture I sent him.

I called my driver to pick the bouquet and gift and then deliver it to Mia's home. I insisted he make sure he handed it to Mia.

As ordered Dada knocked at my door at 4 O'Clock in the evening, I was already dressed as instructed by him. We got into the car and Dada gave the driver the name of the person whose house we were going to.

My heart stopped beating when our car halted in front of Mia's house.

Shit.

I never thought Dada could be friends with Rameen's grandfather, how idiot I was. I knew she was getting married today, and I should have at least asked Dada whose wedding he was attending.

But now it was too late, I was here standing outside her house with my Dada. I wanted to run away, I tried to recall all my sins for which God was publishing me like this.