"The person you are trying to reach is currently not able to answer your call. Please try again later or leave a message after the beep... beeeeeeeeeeep," I said in the best mechanical voice I could muster and smirked at my amazing attempt. I should be a professional con artist. I am awesome.

"You should have tried that as soon as you answered your call not after you barked 'who is it?'" I could hear him smile. Guess I am going to be a disaster at conning.

"So what's your answer? Are you coming or are you coming?" this guy was getting under my skin and not in a good way.

"Ok first of all Mr. Creepy, how did you get my number? Secondly why on earth will I ever agree to have dinner with you and most importantly why do you want to have dinner with me? Don't you have an almost fiance to bug, I mean woo?" his answer could be anything but nothing was going to assure me that he can be trusted.

"I will answer all your questions once you come down and find me in my car; I am waiting for you in the parking. Aren't you done for the day yet? By the way Sasha gave me your number."

"You are waiting for some girl you just met yesterday in the parking lot of her company when you don't even know her real name? You look like a real stalker right now. Do you know that?" Who is this guy and what was he doing waiting for me here when all he knew about me was that I am called Riya or Ry, I have a crazy friend and my absolute hatred for self-obsessed pigs and that I am not the one to mess with when I am dragged out of my bed.

"Riya trust me I know what I am doing. I don't want to sound cryptic and all but just come down please. The guards here are looking at me like I am going to jump out of the car any minute now and blast the entire world."

Yaa and that was not cryptic at all.

"Fine I am coming just don't do anything stupid before I get there. And if this is your genius plan to kidnap me while acting all innocent, you have been warned I will alert every single human I know on this earth and that will be the end of your criminal mind."

"Damn! It sucks being caught. Now if we are done with the drama can you, my lady, get off your high balcony and grace me with your honorable presence? I would hate to fight the guards in the middle of the night."

"Fine stay put." With that I collected my things and made my way to the parking, all the way smiling at god knows what.

He had a freaking Porsche 911 Turbo S Cabriolet. He looked like he walked right out of a movie with all suit –tie- jacket in his fancy car. Who was this guy? Long lost son of Bill Gates? I mean it's not like I drooled over guys who had fancy things but I was a goner for all kinds of cars and bikes, only the automobiles not the ones who drove it.

Well he is an exception

And you can shut up snarky Riya.

I am sure my eyes resembled saucers but I collected myself and walked towards him seeing him get out of his prized possession (pun intended) and he was no less attention seeking than the beauty behind him.

"Took your time."

"I see that you don't like the taste of your own medicine."

"That was one time. And it was not on purpose."

"Whatever you say," like hell I was going to believe that.

"Ok, why are you here?"

"I met Sasha when she was talking to you over the phone, after that she wasn't in a very good mood. After pushing her for answers I somehow got the hint that it was because of you. So here I am, and before you go on with your twenty questions I also need help."

"But..." I didn't know what to say. As soon as he answered the first question I was ready with the next question, I didn't expect him to explain before I asked.

"So how can I help you?"

"You can and you will, it's for Sasha. I want to know more about her, but can we eat first? I am starving,"

Close your eyes don't see him, don't see him. Riya you idiot, don't see him.

How couldn't I? He looked like a cute five year old pouting for an ice-cream with the ability to coax his parents into buying him anything he wanted. His smile was all it took to get things done. I only smiled and nodded.

"Ok wait here I will go get the car." Wait no no no.

"Wait up. Can we walk? Please, there is a nice diner nearby with take away; we can go there if you don't mind. Even if I have agreed to have dinner with you, it doesn't mean I trust you. You can be a serial psycho killer for all I know."

At first he seemed surprised but then smiled and we started to walk.

"Why on earth would I kill you?"

"So you are not denying that you are a serial killer and I didn't know that psychos need a motive. I thought they did it for fun, this is enlightening."

He raised his hands in surrender and with a mock serious expression placed his right palm on his chest above his heart and bent just a little "I promise with all I have and with all I ever will, that I am neither a psycho nor a killer, and trust me killing you is the last thing I will ever want to do." I simply smiled and we continued to walk.

"Tell me on a scale of one to ten how mad is Sasha? And don't try lying" I asked a little guiltily. Of course I was guilty. I yelled at her and she didn't even know why. "She is not mad she is just upset I think. She was planning some sort of celebration and the plan went downhill after your call." Now I felt like a real jerk for doing what I did. She got her first ever great assignment as an architect, called me to share the news and I just had to go ahead and ruin her mood.

"Forget about the dinner. I need to go talk to her. The least I could do is say sorry for what I did."

"And you think it's a good idea? I mean look at you. You clearly had a bad day and I don't think you will be able to pull this idea of yours without yelling at her again," and he was right, Sasha was kind of hard to deal with when she sulked and right now my patience was running on the negative scale. I nodded and walked ahead in silence when it suddenly hit me "how do you know what I will do? How do you know how I react? And why are we walking and talking like good old friends meeting after years. And please wipe off that smile off your face before I do it for you," my mind was blasting with questions and this loony was smiling.

His smile only grew and he murmured "she is right", before reaching for something in his jacket's inner pocket and giving them to me. Chocolates. He brought me Chocolates. I almost had tears in my eyes. I wanted to hug him and tell he was the best person in the whole wide world. But then I pictured it in my mind and... yuck. So I just settled for a smile and mumbled a thank you.

"Sasha said that chocolates are the only way to bring you back to sanity."

"And she is right; chocolates are the answer to everything." So she told everything about me to this guy. That answers how he knows so well about me.

"So I take it that two of you spend an awful lot of time talking about me."

"Get over yourself. The world doesn't revolve around you," after that he had the audacity to laugh, at me.

"I hate you."

"Oh but you don't"

"I do. Believe me I do, I promise. I hate you." he was laughing and I was smiling and nibbling my Chocolates. We reached the dinner and gave our orders and waited for about fifteen minutes I smiled at the people whom I known from my previous visits and gave away some of my treasure.

"I heard that you don't share Chocolates." Hots said once we walked out of the diner with our takeaways. It was a nice evening and the motors weren't rushing like they were in Grand prix. People we passed by smiled at us and the wind was just whispering.

"It really seems like you know quite a lot about me when I know absolutely nothing about you. How about we start all over again?"

"I will go first," I extended my hand and shook his, smiled a little and said "I am Riyanshika, I graduated with a degree in public relations, I am 22 and I love to socialize. Don't mess with my hair, food, sleep or in general me. I am not very forgiving. I share Chocolates only when it is absolutely necessary and people in the diner looked like they could use some and like I said 'Chocolates are the answer for everything'. I am fluent in sarcasm and long walks bring back a little sanity when I freak out." I smiled at him encouragingly so he had to go with the flow.

"Fine. I am Nickel; I graduated with a business degree. Heard of Nlogics? I own it. I am 25. I love to party. I can be forgiving, like how I forgave you even after you wanted to go out with me behind Sasha's back," he chuckled but it evaporated once he met my glare "kidding and messing with you has become my favorite thing since yesterday. I just drive around with no particular destination when I want to get back to being sane."

"You own Nlogics? That's just great. I heard you people support and launch all sorts of amateur app developers belonging to any age group. That is quite impressive."

He simply nodded and smiled. Hots then extended his hand and said "now that we know a little more about each other can we forget the idea of killing each other?"

"I can try but no promises."

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