Swara:So what are you having? Sge giggled as she dialed the number Don raised an eyebrow at her
Sam grinned and leaned over the table
Don:I’m talking about her order, Sam,not poker
Don slapped his hand instantly, careful not to reveal his cards and Karan laughed
Karan:Was worth the shot
Swara:Hello, I’d like to place an order? Sure, I’ll hold.
Karan:For me a Big Mac and some wedges, and that new twister stuff they’ve got? What’s it called?
Swara:I think it’s a wrap
Swara:Yes, I’d like a McChicken, regular fries, wedges,…
Karan shifted his gaze to Don that was carefully observing his owncards
Karan:Give it up, Don, you’re not winning this round.
Don:You say that all the time. I do admire your optimism and tenacity, though
Don flashed a dimpled smile which made Sam sigh worriedly. He could never decipher Don’s poker face, not for the life of him.
Don:Hey, loser! Quit it with the orders and get back here
Don looked at Swara who grimaced back at him
Karan:Yea, get back so you can see me beat your fiancée for the first time ever
Don:You’re that confident, huh?
Swara:Sure, thank you. Have a nice evening as well
She hung up and returned
Swara:So, who’s winning?
Karan was playfully banging his forehead against the table
Karan:I’m never playing poker with you guys again
Don:Arre yaar… come on, you can play with Sara
Don chuckled holding a cigarette between his lips while collecting all of Sam’s money
Karan:Yana’s going to kill me Sam widened his eyes and then laughed himself
Swara:What do you mean he can play with me?
Swara kicked Don’s leg under the table playfully, but still hard enough to make him chuckle again
Swara:I’m a damn good player
Don:Sure you are, sweetheart, just not as good as I
Don smiled as he exhaled the smoke
Swara:Ok then, you’re on. Come on, you and me
Don chuckled again
Don:Relax sweetheart, we can play strip poker later
Karan:Ooook. I think I’m out of here
Sameer giggled and stood up, drinking his glass of whisky up
Karan:You two enjoy
he raised his eyebrows for effect
Swara:No, wait, the order’s not here yet.
Don:Yea, Sam, the order’s not here yet!
Don pleaded playfully, imitating a spoiled child
Don:Guess you’ll have to stay for another round.You can begin by emptying your wallet,thank you very much
he laughed Karan sat back down,defeat.
Karan:I’m so screwed
Don:Let mr. Johnnie give you a hand
Don said as he poured his friend some Blue Label
Karan:Well, I can’t refuse mr. Walker now can i?
Swara:Some for me?
Swara asked when Don retreated the bottle without filling her glass
Don:I think you’ve had quite enough, darling
She raised her eyebrow
Swara:I need my fancy drink to go with my Michelin star dinner
Don:In that case I think you’ll be needing a double
Don gave her a sympathetic look which made all three laugh Just when Sam dress about to lose again,the doorbellrang
Swara:Arre that’s weird. Didn’t the concierge take theorder?
She said as she stood up
Don:Sam,go get the order,you’re losing anyway
Karan:Not a chance!You’re going down!
Don;You’ll have to sign your whole cheque book if you keep this up
Swara had already reached the door and opened it
‘Hi. Wasn’t the concierge in?’ Swara furrowed her brows smilingly but the woman was wearing a cap and she couldn’t see her face.She tried bending slightly but she just handed Swara her order
Swara:Wait here, I’ll be right back with the money
She ran back to the boys
Swara:Does any of you big shots got 10 £ to spare?
she placedthe bags on the table
Karan:Arre! Don’t ruin this for me, Swara.I’m on fire, baby!
Sam grinned Don smirked as he stood,revealed his cards and gestured for Sam to pay up,then headed towards the door to pay the deliverer
Karan:How the hell doeshe do it?!
He ran his hands through his hair desperately,and both he and Romabegan laughing
Swara:You really should know better than to be playing poker with Don,Sam
Swara smirked while taking a bite of her McChicken
Swara:Chalo,khao, it’s supposed to be comfort food
Karan:Nah I think I’ll have some more from mr. Johnnie
Karan sighed playfully as he poured himself more whiskey Don returned,pacing the room slowly
Swara asked nibbling some fries
Don:You can have some of Sam’s, he’s too depressed to eat
Karan:The deliverer left
Swara:That’s odd. Weird woman she shrugged Don looked at her attentively
Karan:A woman? This late at night? Don’t they have to ride one of those scooters? Sam asked
Karan:You’ll never see that in India
he laughed Don got closer to Swara in a hurried pace and put his hand over hers
Don:Honey, don’t eat this crap
She furrowed her brows
Swara:No way, remember you agreed to this.It’s my guilty pleasure
she wrinkled her nose at him then ate another couple of fries
Don:No, I’m serious, I’m not comfortable with you eating this. Come on, I’ll fix you some dinner
She grabbed the paper bag and went over to the kitchen counter
Swara:Sam, you deal with your wacko boss. I’ll leave you some after you drink up your sorrow
she giggled, turning around but Don quickly came next to her, grabbed her McDonalds bag and threw it right into the trash
Swara:What the…?Don, what’s the matter with you?
she asked, in shock
Don:I said don’t eat it, damn it!
he slammed his hand hard against the kitchen counter, which made both Swara and karan freeze.sje just stood there, looking at him calm himself down.Karan was silently putting his jacket on.He waved at Don, when he saw him glancing towards him and went towards the door.Just as he was about to step out he heard Don shout
He stepped back and harked
Don knelt next to her immediately,sustaining her head Sam was there the next second
Don:She’s poisoned.Call the doctor,do it now!
Swara mumbled and Don squeezed her hand reassuringly,then kissed it
Don:You got a bit dizzy, sweetheart.Don’t worry, you’refine
Swara:My throat aches…
Don:Here, have some water
Don handed her a glass,helping her with it.She drank it all up
Swara:Why do I feel so strange?
She looked around and saw the blinds were shut
Awara:Is it morning already!?
Don:I let you sleep,you were exhausted
She blinked several times
Swara:I don’t remember what happened…when did we go to bed?
Don sighed and laid next to her, facing her and caressing her arm
Don:I’m sorry I yelled at you.I overreacted…you were really upset…and you fainted
She furrowed her brows and slowly it all got back to her
Swara:I can’t believe you did that,over McDonalds!…
she muttered, looking away,but he tilted her chin back to face him
Don:I’m really, really sorry, swara
he looked deep into her eyes
Don:Please forgive me
Swara:I guess I did have a little bit too much to drink.Maybe I shouldn’t have pushed your buttons when I know how much you dislike me eating junkfood
Don smiled sweetly
Don:Don’t beat yourself up.I’m the one to blame.I never should’ve yelled
he bent and kissed her gently
Swara:Why does my throat hurt so much
Swara:It’s like I’ve been sucking on lemons
Don:Well, you were a little sick… as you said, you did have a little too much to drink
Swara:Gosh… I don’t remember any of it!
she covered her face,ashamed
Don:You blacked out…don’t worry,I took good care of you
he kissed her temple
Don:But no more whisky for you anytime soon,alright?
he gave her a dimpled smile She nodded and circled his neck, kissing him sweetly
Swara:Gosh,I need some painkillers for this sore throat…
Don looked inquisitively at Swar’s phone that was dancing all over the counter,vibrating as it rang.
Don:Aren’t you going to pick that up?
he wrinkled his nose she kept sipping her coffee
Swara:Arre, it’s too early for phone calls!
she shrugged and smiled as it stopped ringing
Swara:Whoever it was,they can wait.I’m having breakfast with my soon to be husband,plus I’m damn tired after last night
she bit her lower lip smiling and leaned over the counter to kiss Don
To Be Continued