“Do you need assistance getting out to the vehicle?” “Hello, I’m a star with these things at this point,” she stated, propping the braces underneath her arms. “Although you were directly about the way that prop strolling isn’t as simple as it looks. My arms are now worn out and sore from one measly day.” although, she implied. “You’ll become accustomed to it following a couple of days.”
“I trust so.”He held the entryway open for her so she could advance outside. The ride back to her condo didn’t take long, another curiosity of living in Crystal Lake. All the roads in Amritsar prompted the legislative hall, which made traffic an all-out bad dream each day. “Are you working tomorrow?” Sanjana asked, breaking into his musings. “Indeed, right?” “No, I’m off one more day.” Was that a glimmer of disillusionment in her highlights? It was hard to tell in the diminishing light. For a second, he considered soliciting one from his partners to cover for him so they could go through one more day together. The poorly conceived notion, he let himself know.
Furthermore, he’d see her the accompanying night. He attempted to locate a neutral point. “On the off chance that your lower leg isn’t better, get in to see your specialist. I despise everything figure you may require that MRI.” “I will,” she guaranteed. He manoeuvred into the parking garage of her high rise and shut off he could get her out. Being Sanjana, she was at that point, attempting to get out all alone. Doing whatever it takes not to feign exacerbation, he rushed around to help. She endeavoured to rotate on one foot and wavered aside. “I have you,” he stated, getting her before she could fall against the entryway. Her little edge fit into his arms consummately, and abruptly, he would not like to let her go. “Much appreciated,” she said energetically, her face covered against his chest. He stood, battling against the craving to fold his arms over her, drawing her significantly closer. However, at that point, she pulled back a piece and tipped her head to gaze toward him. Furthermore, he was unable to appear to support himself. He brought down his mouth to catch hers in a delicate kiss. Sanjana melted against Vikram lost in his kiss. It wasn’t until there was a loud bang from someone slamming a car door nearby that she finally regained her senses.
She pulled away, struggling to catch her breath. Why had he kissed her?
Why had she kissed him back? “Sanjana,” he began, and she immediately knew he was about to apologize. “It’s okay,” she said quickly, cutting him off. “I really need to get going. Thanks again for everything,” she said, desperately wishing she could just walk away. But of course, she couldn’t walk anywhere, not without the crutches. “Can you get the crutches out for me?” she asked when he didn’t say anything.
“Sure.” He stepped back, opened the door, and pulled them out. “I’ll walk you inside,” he said. “No!” The word came out much harsher than she’d intended. Couldn’t he see she was hanging on by a thread? “Goodnight, Gabe.”She tucked the crutches beneath her already-sore armpits and made her way up the sidewalk. Of course, Vikram didn’t just let her go inside by herself; in fact, he rushed ahead to open the door for her. Keeping her gaze averted, she made her way toward the elevator. “Thanks, but I’ve got it from here,” she said with a bright smile. “Have a great day at work tomorrow,” she added as the elevator doors opened. She swung inside and jabbed the button to close the doors. It wasn’t until the doors closed, and the elevator starts moving that she sagged against the wall in relief. The trembling in her legs had nothing to do with the exertion of crutches and everything to do with Vikram’s kiss. What had just happened? A better question might be—why had that happened? She’d heard about Vikram’s aloof reputation on her very first day. All the nurses talked about the fact that the good-looking ER doctor didn’t date nurses. Not even ones who worked elsewhere in the hospital. But that wasn’t the only reason she’d been fighting her attraction to him. She didn’t want or need the complication of a man in her life. She was here getting over a bad relationship, not to jump into a new one. Still, she couldn’t help lightly touching her tingling lips.