Don't Be A Fool!

"What are you doing, dear?" Kamala asked, with her hands spread by her sides. She was surprised that the girl kept the doctor waiting.

"There is a stranger outside" She whispered, with her back still stuck to the door. "I don't know what he wants, mother."

"Lord, please give me patience" Kamala looked above. She shook her head and walked to the door. "Of course, he is a stranger to you, dear. You haven't seen him before in our house."

Priyanka moved aside while Kamala opened the door for the stranger. A pair of black boots appeared at the door. It was different from the ones, she saw him wear, on the day of their quarrel.

A cold shiver ran through her spine when she saw his face. He was also surprised but he did not show it. Priyanka wondered why he had that frown on his face.

He wasn't happy to see her unlike, yesterday. Or did she do something to annoy him again?

"Doctor Karan, welcome to our home once again" Kamala was excited. Anyone could hear it from her voice. He smiled. That was all! "This is my daughter, Priyanka. You haven't met her yet. She was at work when you came to visit."

"I met her already" his honeyed voice came on board. Priyanka found herself smiling at him but he did not return it. Rather, he gave Kamala, a box of sweets.

She could swear that this man was ignoring her. Was he trying to impress Kamala? Just last night, he behave like they were friends, and this morning, he was like the cold-hearted punk, she had met on the road that day.

She did not notice his chest before. He was strongly built that she could not stop staring at him. This was the men, ladies die for. No wonder, he was so proud of himself.

Karan wore a white shirt that got stuck to his body. His awesome abs showed beneath his clothing. the black trouser he wore, matched the pair of boots. On his hand was an expensive gold wristwatch that kept shiny in the room.

He sat next to her mother, who was so excited that she wondered if she would not go crazy after he leaves.

Priyanka went back to her room. His thick and luscious dark lashes were tempting. At some point, she wondered if those looks belong to him. Did he get them naturally or the other way round? Karan was a doctor, he could have gone under the knife to obtain those looks. The cute arc-shaped brows that made him look like a doll could have been fixed by the surgeon. His dark lashes made him look like one of her favorite animie character. His sexy and sweet lips that, she wished would be hers. His strong muscles popped out of his arms as if he was a gym instructor. What about the height and gold gleaming eyes that made his face handsome?

Did he also go through surgery for the killer looks?

After going through her old books, Priyanka left the room out of curiosity. She wanted to stay indoors but her brain kept on, ignoring her commands. It wanted her to meet the doctor.

Karan was still discussing with Kamala. Next to him was Krish, who could not stop smiling. Priyanka wondered if the doctor can make some smile like that? He seemed cold and different from yesterday.

"I don't know if Krish can survive without the surgery, ma" his deep voice spoke. He sat down with his chest raised so high that one could have mistaken him for an ancient emperor. From his tone, Priyanka could sense a charismatic personality.

"I will be traveling tomorrow but you can bring him, next week" he added.

"Thank you so much" Kamala clapped her hands in front of her chest. "May you live long dear."

"Thank you, ma" Karan answered, standing up from the seat. His eye met with Priyanka's and he looked away. "I will be on my way."

He took his bag and went out of the house. Priyanka was hurt. She couldn't control her emotions so she went after the man to ask why he was acting cold towards her.

"Mr. Doctor" she called before he sat on his power bike. Kamala was clearing the table. He drank only the coffee. She closed the door and went to meet him.

"Excuse me?" Karan answered, putting on his helmet.

"I don't understand. Are you still angry? Or are you not in one of your best moods?

He was confused.

Karan removed his helmet and place it on the back seat. He sucked his upper lips before asking "Why should I be angry? I was surprised to see you."

She chuckled "I was too. I did not expect you to show up on my door, the next morning."

"Yes, Miss. Delhi is not as large as you thought" Karan told her.

Priyanka felt he was mocking them. She gazed at his breathtaking gold orbs. This man was something else. But why was she excited after yesterday? Three days ago, she swore to never see him again.

'Use your brain, Priyanka. Do not be a fool" she said to herself.

"Thank you for the ride. Last night was splendid" She blurted, regretting the words as soon as they came out. Karan was going to think she was desperate. he would mistake her for those girls, tripping for him. oh Priyanka, you messed up big time!

His expression changed. He wanted to say something but he stopped. Karan pressed his lips together as his hand clenched into a fist "did we meet yesterday?"

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