With long and steady steps she entered through the lavish doors of " Be free with coffee" .
Her subconscious mind kept reminding her how she might be late for the " So-called date " Her co worker at " Radiorays " Promised.

Her eyes scanned the room filled with people as she made her way to the table 24. And little did her reality mee the expectations, Samuel was LATE!! AGAIN!! Probably he wouldn't even show up because last time they decided to go on a date, he didn't show up and covered up his absence with an excuse stating an " Over time work" . His overtime work means hanging out with that chic receptionist Laura on a beachside view. Hope, he enjoyed his over time.

With a frustrated sigh she sat down and decided to order something since it is a Vip lounge area and all the seats are booked and environment seems lavish. It would be too lame if she goes out without having anything. 

As her eyes scanned down the menu, uh-huh, not items but she scanned the prizes everything seemed expensive compared to the amount she has saved over the past week. After a little argument and the thought of cancelling the dinner with her colleagues she ordered Caramel coffee.

Her eyes met a guy who entered through the doors of the coffee shop , he had muscular body, veiny arms, and facial features of what we call it a Greek god.
He was perfect in every way and maintained a good looking smile and that dimples gave cherry on top to his look. No, she wasn't gawking at the perfectionist figure whose eyes were roaming around the table numbers. The back of her mind reminded she has seen this man somewhere, somewhere she can't put finger on the exact place, he seemed pretty famous.

Before she could look away, that godlike structure made his way over to her table. No, this guy doesn't look like samuel, he isn't samuel and samuel won't even show up then why is he here.
" Hey, Mam. This table is already booked by me. Can you please take your leave. " He told her with a warm smile and politeness trippin' from each of his words.

"Sorry sir, I think you are mistaken. This seat is already booked by me. " A look of confusion was spread across their faces. He shook his head and took out a receipt paper that contained information about him and his bookings.

She literally choked on her coffee , stood up and removed the same type of paper but that belonged to her. Both if them had the table booking of 24.
None of them were date of each other's.

He went to the counter and she followed behind but with a coffee in her hand, food is priority kids especially when you pay for it.
(even free food is love)

After telling the confusion to the receptionist he looked closely at the computer and said " Mr. Shubman Gill, you have table booking of 29,and Ms. Arushi gupta you have it of 24.I am extremely sorry for the inconvenience caused today. But my four looks like nine that even I can't understand my own handwriting. "

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Wohooo wohoo wohoo its your author here, this is first time I am writing a book. Sorry it won't be so top notch but I'll try my best to make it interesting.

And, shubman was not out guys!!!!

This is not a fair game plus he had to pay fine.!!

Dw shubman, ham aapko sara ka sara support karenge ;)