They found Munna Pandit  on the sofa in the living room, watching the movie at high volume...

Sameer asked Ramdhari to give him breakfast. He asked Naina to eat with him but she refused, saying that she had already eaten at home. However, she sat with him at the dining table... pulling a chair across him.

Sameer gobbled down three kachoris in no time... along with a bowl of fruits and cold coffee.

Naina was amazed how he could eat so much in one go.

"Kya hua?" Seeing her surprised expression,  he asked as he emptied the glass of cold coffee.

She shook her head.

"Bolo na, kya dekh rahi thi... ki main kitna handsome hun?" He smirked.

His self praise never failed to amuse her, "Bohot handsome ho... aur bohot bhukkad bhi."

He pushed back his chair, coming near her... this time she was faster.

Running towards the sofa, she settled down to join Munna Pandit, pretending to shift all her attention to the movie they were watching.

Weaving his fingers through his silky locks, he also joined them, sitting right next to her.

They were watching 'Mohra', a new movie starring Akshay Kumar, Raveena Tandon and Shilpa Shetty.

Naina was surprised to see how Pandit oohed and aahed at the heroines. She had never seen her brother watch movies with so much of interest. Giving a sideways glance, she realised even Munna and Sameer were watching keenly, though they were not commenting on anything.

Suddenly, seeing the heroine in a short dress, Pandit blurted, "Bhai, kya lag rahi hai choti skirt mein... ye toh Kamya ki skirt se bhi choti hai."

Munna smacked him and Sameer threw a cushion at the same time.

Realising what he had said in front of his bhabhi, he gave a goofy smile and turned his attention back to the screen.

Naina wondered what was about short skirts that made boys drool like this. She had seen in school, whenever there was an occasion to wear casual dresses, all boys waited for Kamya, hoping to see her in one of her famous short skirts... and she never disappointed them. Almost every time she had worn anything other than the school uniform, it was short.

"Sameer, tumhare ghar mein ek library hai na... kya main dekh sakti hun?"

All three boys looked at her with wide eyes... who leaves a movie to go to the library... that too in vacations.

"Naina, tumhe abhi library mein kya dekhna hai? Abhi toh exams bhi khatam ho gaye." Sameer asked.

"Tum mujhe bata do... main khud chali jaungi... tum picture dekho",  she didn't want to disturb him.

Suddenly, there was a sparkle in Sameer's eyes, "Nahi, tumhe samajh nahi aayega... main leke chalta hun."

As he left the room with Naina, he looked at Munna and winked.
Munna smiled and turned his attention back to TV.

The library was on the first floor of the house. It had not been used for a long time now. But thankfully, Ramdhari cleaned it regularly so there was no dust or cobwebs.

Basically, it was a medium sized room with many racks having books that nanaji had collected in his lifetime.

Naina moved around admiring the old editions of various famous books... and Sameer stood admiring her.

"Umm Naina, tum yahan sach mein books dekhne aayi ho?" He had different plans in mind.

Naina peeked from behind a rack, "Library mein books nahi toh kya Shahrukh Khan ko dekhne aungi?"

Sameer was next to her in two strides, "Shahrukh Khan ko nahi... apne personal Salmaan Khan ko toh dekh hi sakti ho."

She gave one fleeting look and turned her face, "Zyaada hawa mein mat udo... itne bhi Salmaan Khan jaise nahi lagte."

He was surprised at her dry tone, she neither blushed nor praised him.

He went and stood in front of her, "Naina, kya baat hai? Tum gussa ho kya?"

She tried to go from the side but he placed his hand on the rack, blocking her way. Now she was trapped between wall on one side and Sameer on the other.

He was sure now that something was bothering her... rather annoying her.

"Please bolo, mujhe pata hai tum gussa ho?" He tried to play in his mind the events since she had come in the morning... she definitely was not upset about what happened in his room.

He wondered what he had missed.

When she did not respond, Sameer stepped closer and held her hands, "Naina, mujhe dar lag raha hai... tum pehle toh kabhi aise nahi ruthi mujhse... aaj kya ho gaya?"

She looked him straight in the eyes, "Tumhe choti skirt wali ladkiyan pasand hain?"

Sameer was flabbergasted.

He stared at her open mouthed.

"Bolo?" She asked again with innocent face.

"Kya puch rahi ho tum?" He was not out of the shock yet.

"Seedha sa sawaal hai... kya tumhe woh ladkiyaan pasand aati hain jo choti skirt pehenti hain?" She repeated with a straight face.

Sameer blinked, "Naina, mujhe toh koi ladki nahi pasand... siwaye tumhare."

"Toh fir itna ghur ghur ke un heroines ko kyon dekh rahe the?" Her eyes flashed anger.

And suddenly everything was clear to him... his girl was jealous... she was jealous of the heroines.

Oh God! She was so cute...

Sameer gave a crooked smile and pulled her cheeks, "Kisi ko nahi dekh raha tha... meri aankhen tumse hat ti  hi nahi... kaise dekhun kahi aur?"

"Jhooth", she huffed, " pata nahi tum sab ladkon ko aisi skirt kyon pasand  aati hain... school mein bhi Kamya ko ghurte the."

"Maine kab Kamya ko ghura? Main toh school mein kisi ladki ki taraf dekhta bhi nahi tha",  he made a baby face, then added with a twinkle, "Bas tumhe chup chup ke dekhta tha."

"Haan, mujhe chup chup ke aur aise kapdon wali ladkiyon ko aankhen phad phad ke... mere jaisi seedhi saadi ladki ko kyon dekhoge?" Her anger was increasing.

Sameer saw her nose getting red... she looked so adorable...

"Naina, meri jaan, mujhe sirf tum pasand ho... hamesha se... chahe tum jo bhi pehno... mujhe toh tum har dress mein bohot khoobsurat lagti ho... kya tumhe pata nahi chalta mera dil tumhe dekhkar kaise pagal ho jaata hai?" He tried to pacify her.

"Mujhe kya pata?" She was on fire.

"Abhi bata deta hun... aaj bhi tumne mere dil mein aag laga rakhi hai..." He leaned towards her face.

"Hato... mujhe baat nahi karni tumse... jao jaake apni picture dekho", she pushed him by putting one hand on his chest, but he held it and pinned it there.

"Waise mujhe bhi choti skirt pasand hai... " He tilted his head, checking her expression.

She flared up, "Dekha... mujhe pata tha... toh jao jaake unhi heroinon ko dekho... mere saath kyon khade ho?"

"Tumne toh poori baat hi nahi suni... main keh raha tha ki mujhe choti skirt pasand hai lekin tabhi agar tum pehno toh", he whispered.

"Hawww... main kyon pehnungi?"

She imagined herself wearing something so short and immediately closed her eyes.

Sameer moved closer... his one arm went around her waist while the other still held her hand pinned close to his heart, "Jo tumne dekha abhi... woh maine bhi dekha... par maine aankhen nahi band ki."

Colour creeped up her neck, reaching her face.

"Sameer... " She tried to move away.

He tightened his arm around her, taking her hand from his chest and placing it on his neck.

"Tumhare liye sab kuch lenge... sab tarah ke kapde... shaadi ke baad tum aaram se pehenna."

She widened her eyes at him, "Main kabhi aise kapde pehen ke bahar nahi jaa sakti."

His voice got heavier, "Bahar kaun jaane dega tumhe? Bas mere liye... sirf main dekhunga meri Naina ko aise."

Her breathing was abnormal again.
She touched the ends of hair at his nape... and his eyes bore into hers.

"Ab bhi gussa ho?" He whispered near her ear.

"Sameer, tum kisi aur ko dekhte ho toh mujhse sehen nahi hota", she admitted.

"Jaanta hun... mujhse bhi nahi hota agar koi tumhe dekhta hai toh", he was well aware of the feeling.

He tucked one lock of hair behind her ear, "Gussa shaant hua ya nahi?"

Naina jokingly shook her head, giving him a look of fake anger.

"Theek hai, thoda aur manata hun..." He cupped her face and bent towards her lips.

"Sameer", she placed her fingers on his mouth.

Sighing, he planted a kiss on her fingers.

"Ab chalein? Munna Pandit kya sochenge?" She tried to divert his attention.

"Kya sochenge? Kuch nahi... bhai bhabhi saath mein kya kar rahe hain yeh toh unko bhi pata hi hai", he was not ready to leave her.

Naina pinched his nose, " Abhi sirf bhabhi bolte hain... sach mein bani nahi hun."

"Mere liye toh tum ab Mrs Maaheshwari hi ho... meri biwi."

His words sent shivers down her spine.