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“That's a lie,” she muttered clenching her jaw. “Either you are lying now or you have lied to me the other day when I asked you if you dated Adira ever and you had denied.”
“I don't lie,” he scoffed. “I hide things to reveal them at the right time or hide them forever if that keeps the dignity of a relationship. But I never lie.”
What an excuse. She groaned silently.
“In a relationship, lying and hiding things from each other mean the same,” she said.
“Well, I didn't know that yet,” he snapped. “Because this is new to me. I never wanted to have it with anyone before you.”
It silenced her for a second and then she argued again.
“You think I will buy that reply and skip to my next question for you?” she snapped. “You owe me an explanation, Ranveer. What is the relation between you and Adira which had left her lipstick mark on your shirt?”
Ranveer pinned his gaze on her. It was getting difficult to make her understand.
“Does she love you?” she continued throwing questions at him.
“She likes me and I am very sure she has no clue that it's nothing more than her infatuation. Love is out of question here.”
Maya frowned. Adira had interest in him?
“No wonder she was so mad at me,” Maya exclaimed.
Ranveer pulled his chair closer to Maya’s.
“I see her as a kid. She might be a woman but I have nothing to do with her.”
Maya shook her head in dismissal.
“That's why Vivek Bajaj told me to stay away from you. He knows Adira has a soft corner for you,” she murmured with pain in her tone. Things had started revealing but getting complex too.
“I don't give a damn to that Maya,” he shouted back. “And so shouldn't you. For God's sake, you didn't even know how she looked so far. You cannot break us for her. You don't have a reason to accuse me only because your step sister desires me.”
“She already thinks my mother has ruined her family, snatched Vivek Bajaj's love which only Adira's mother had the right,” Maya snapped. “And now I gave her a reason to think the same about me.”
Ranveer gripped her arm and pulled her to him. “Whatever Vivek Bajaj did with your mother can never match what I have for you.”
She paused, unable to think anything beyond this. She didn't mean to compare her father to Ranveer but situations were linking them. Ranveer and Adira...together...that seemed like an impossible match but then she could not ignore Adira liked him and it was hard to change that. Plus, what was that lipstick doing on his shirt collar? He somehow read that impending question in her eyes and decided to clarify it.
“She had come to my office uninvited when you were in the hospital. She had never done that before. She tried to pin me and prove me that she is better than you are, that I deserve her than you and she won't let anyone else come between us. I tried to push her away when she came closer and the mark of her lipstick somehow glued to my shirt. It was nothing more than that. It can never be.”
The disclosure cooled down much of her anger and confusion. She didn't want to trust him for the kind of man he was before. He had been with girls, had a chain of successful breakups too and to give him that benefit of doubt in Adira's matter seemed risky but his eyes never lied. She could read them somehow and see his innocence in them, at least in this matter.
“Where did you meet Adira first?”
Ranveer rolled his eyes. “Why are you stuck to Adira? Don't you have any other questions apart from her?”
“You don't get to choose questions, Mr. Malhotra. This is my interview and you either face it or forget convincing me for any kind of relationship.”
“Are you threatening me?” his tone was husky and lowered.
“I would say so, yes,” she agreed.
“Fine,” he rolled his eyes. He was trapped. Either he told her what she wanted to know or walked out never to have hope she would agree to get engaged. The latter seemed more horrible right now. “I met her during her college function. I was the chief guest. I awarded her a trophy for winning the dance competition. She had those budding hormones that time and I could easily guess she was interested in me, the first time we met. We later saw each other in a party where she was escorted by her father. He introduced me to her. We danced.”
Maya tried not to interrupt him.
“Her gestures were quite visible enough to me by then and I asked her whatever she was expecting out of me, she better stops because I am not that kind of a guy who would choose a girl like her even for dating sometime.”
