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62. The One Where I Dress Up

"Damn, Alina, be my girlfriend," Nisha whistled as I stepped inside her house. The pages clutched in her hands fell down as she shamelessly checked me out. Was Kabir right? I mean first, this girl bought me a lingerie—a sexy lingerie—and now she was checking me out without thinking how creepy it appeared. "I wish I was a guy."

"Shut up." Walking next to her, I nudged her shoulder. "Where is your brother? He has been teasing me since he saw that girl."

"You shut up." She placed her hands on my shoulder, checking my red and black Patiala suit. Blushing under her gaze, I swirled my gaze to some other part of the hall. I had never worn a suit in my entire life, felt too weird and out of me. "The fitting is great. You look hot."

"Kabir—"

"Leave my brother for a second. You know what?" She grinned. "I want to see his reaction. Come. He's playing pool with Rahul."

She started dragging me upstairs, ignoring how hot I felt at the particular moment as if the heat was prickling at each side even
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