A few minutes later, she called—asking if I could actually drop her. I agreed without hesitation and rode toward her place.Seeing her after six years, she had gained some curves that only made her more alluring. She wore jeans and a purple top that hugged her perfectly. We greeted each other, and I started the bike.I leaned in with a teasing smile:Me: My bike’s lucky today—such a gorgeous girl riding it.Shwetha: Only the bike is happy?Me: The rider would be even happier… if that beautiful girl held him tight.She laughed and gave me a playful punch on the shoulder.I kept flirting along the way and got a little distracted—missing a road hump and braking suddenly.
She instinctively hugged me tightly, and her lips brushed softly against my shoulder.She held me all the way until we reached her street. As we approached her house, she asked me to drop her near the corner. When she got down, I said:Me: Payment?Shwetha: How much?Me: One tight hug and a couple of kisses.She laughed, rolled her eyes, and said, “No way!”—then walked off with a playful smile.After reaching home, I saw a message from her—two kissing emojis.Me: When do I get this in person?Shwetha: Don’t expect too much.The next day, during a call, I told her I had a crush on her when I first joined the company and how it had taken several attempts just to start a conversation.Shwetha: So, you don’t have a crush on me anymore?
Me: If feelings for a girl last more than six months, it’s no longer a crush or attraction.
Shwetha: Then what is it?
Me: It’s love.
Shwetha: So… you love me?
Me: Yes.
Shwetha: But I’m married… and I’m two years older than you.
Me: So what? Even Sachin’s wife is older than him.
Shwetha: Oh really? So… am I your wife now?
Me: Do you want to be?She didn’t reply and changed the topic. I asked several times during the call, but she didn’t answer.
The next day, she prepared a dish and sent me a snap.Me: You’re just sending snaps… when will I get a chance to taste it?
Shwetha: Soon.
Me: The dish or you?
Shwetha: Both.