Page 85 of Made in Mumbai
Before Gautam could fully absorb that statement, she was skipping out of his office and down the terrace, giving out high-fives to her minions. Some of them glanced back at him, and he had to shake his head in ‘defeat’ before settling into his chair.
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It was nearing seven when he wrapped up, and his hand went automatically to his mobile to call her.
“Yes boss?”
“You ready to leave?”
“Don’t worry, we will stay tilllateand plan everything here. No mess, no damage of company property. You have my word.”
“What staying late? Are people around you?”
“Yes, we finished our work and are now planning everything.”
“No way. You are coming home with me. What about dinner?”
“Yes, yes, we will lock everything here and clean things up after weorder.”
Gautam squeezed his eyes shut.
“You wait there.”
He shut off his office, grabbed his things, and brisked down to Made in Mumbai. And sure enough, it was already a party. Leo, Trisha, Riya, even Rustom was involved with his pain-in-the-ass as they squeezed around a table with loud music and lots of papers.
“Neend churayi meri, kisne o sanam!” Maya sang and pointed at her minions.
“Tu ne!” They cheered back, singing along to the song, scribbling things on papers. What were they, writing scripts?
“Maya?” He barked. The lot of them froze. She turned.
“Can I speak to you in your office?”
As he led her back to her office, her friends looked at him like he was taking her to the gallows. Did he lookthatangry?
“How will you come home?” He asked her the moment they were locked away.
“On my two legs, see?” She walked a straight line on tiptoes away from him, then towards him. He laughed, opening his arms until she was in them. Her soft giggles made the fatigue of his day disappear. He reached down and pressed a hand to her tummy, but MM was inactive.
“Probably went to sleep,” Maya smiled. He kissed the side of her head. Then her cheek, moving down to her mouth. A soft hand slapped on his lips — “What, huh, what?”
“You forgetting my payment.”
“Which payment?” She asked innocently.
“I was thinking, let’s cancel the party…”
“Ok, ok, ok…” she gave him her sweetest smile. “I was joking.”
“So?” He quirked an eyebrow. “Give it up.”
“Close your eyes first.”
“Why?”
“I’m shy.”
“You? Shy?”
