“Breakfast?” his mom asked.
“Already eaten,” he replied, bouncing the apple in the air as he went to his room. It took him less than fifteen minutes to shower and get dressed before he left home once again.
As the door shut behind him, Rita Sehgal turned to her husband, Jai, shocked. “Did he just leave again?”
“Looks that way,” Jai Sehgal replied, continuing to read his paper.
“What is going on with him?”
“Really, Mom? You are a mother of two sons and you don’t understand what’s going on?” Shauna threw her hands in the air dramatically.
“Duh, mom! He obviously spent the night with...” Rhea flicked a hand out, “you know...someone.”
Okay, Rita Sehgal thought. She knew both her sons were good looking and had a string of girls following them. But Sameer was not the type to flaunt his relationships. He always came home, even if it was very late at night. This was the first time he was walking in home at eleven in the morning. Did that mean he was serious about some girl now? She had to find out.
“I thought he called it off with Natasha. Is he seeing someone else now?” Rita asked, puzzled.
“Only one way to find out, mom,” Shauna pointed her finger upwards, her eyes dancing in mischief.
“You girls should really leave those boys alone. You are forever stepping in where it’s not needed,” Jai Sehgal said, folding his paper.
“Duh! No dad. They’re always meddling in our business, so the one time we get to interfere in theirs, we are not going to let it go,” Rhea said cheekily.
“Come on, mom!” Shauna insisted. “Let’s go get answers from the one person who will surely know.”
Jai Sehgal sighed. If the women thought they would get answers from his younger son about the older one, they were utterly mistaken. His boys were close and they were thick as thieves. Neither would tell on the other. It had been the same way since they were kids and now wouldn’t be any different.He reluctantly followed the women of his house as they headed upstairs.
Rishi woke up to loud banging on his door.
“Go away! I need more sleep,” he yelled.
The knocking on his door increased. He groaned loudly, putting a pillow on his head.
He heard one of his sisters say, “Come on! Let us in. We need to talk.”
“I hate you two. Go back to London and let me sleep in peace. I returned home at six in the morning.”
He heard his sisters giggling. And then he heard his mother speak, “Well, at least one of my sons had the decency to return home.”
That woke him up. If Sameer didn’t come home last night, then it meant only one thing.
“Come on, Rishi, we need to talk,” his mother said.
Rishi sat up immediately and ran a tired hand across his face.
“Alright, wait,” he grumbled, getting off the bed to open the door.
His mom walked in, followed by his sisters and his father. He saw them settle comfortably in his room. His dad sat on the couch, Rhea on the dresser and Shauna on the edge of his bed. His mom, he noted, chose to stand.
“Are we having a family meeting in my room, now?” he asked them sarcastically.
“Yes,” his sisters said in unison, sounding very chirpy.
Rishi narrowed his eyes at them. “You two seem too happy right now, which means either Sameer is in trouble or I am. And since I am here and he’s not, I am presuming it’s him. So what is going on?””
His mom glared at him. “Sameer didn’t come home last night.”
A small smile played on his lips. About time his big brother got his life in order. Raashi was great for Sameer and he was happy that they were finally together. He saw his sisters eyeing him and he quickly straightened his face.
