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showed a huge spike and the graph looked as if she had just run a marathon.

It became worse with every passing second. Sometimes, she felt she would
pass out. Moments later, the door was pushed open and Arman walked in.
Almost instantly, she felt dwarfed in front of his imposing personality, now

dressed in a dark-blue shirt—a first—and a pair of fitted trousers. His short
hair was neatly parted, his face shaved clean of any stubble and he smelled

heavenly. The neatness of his face brought out his eyes, big and twinkling,
and his teeth, sparkling white. Oh my God! I hope my jaw hasn’t unhinged

and fallen off my face! He is gorgeous!
Finding her voice again, she muttered, ‘You look fabulous!’

‘Thank you,’ he said, softly. Seemed like he had forgotten the rude,
abrasive doctor side of him home, and kept the gentlemen part. ‘And you
always look great.’

‘Yes, why not? Every girl dreams of being in a hospital robe on her first
date, doesn’t she?’ she mocked playfully.

‘I don’t know about other girls, but I know what you want. Your first date
in a hospital. It’s perfect, right? And not in a hospital robe, but a doctor’s

coat,’ he said and put forward with his right hand a white coat, neatly
folded, and along with it, a stethoscope.

‘What?’
She took it from his hands and memories of medical school came
flashing to her mind. It was lame but it was not lame. It was by far the most

romantic thing anyone had ever done for her. She spread open the coat and
was in for the second shock of the evening when she noticed a badge

attached to the coat. It spelled ‘Dr Pihu Malhotra’. Below it was the
hospital’s logo and the name of the hospital. I wish I could marry him!

‘This is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me!’ she shrieked.
‘It’s nothing.’ The arrogant doctor blushed and shifted nervously on his

feet.
‘It’s a lot!’ she said as she hugged the coat lovingly and smiled at Arman.
She put it around her shoulder and slipped her arms in and hung the

stethoscope around her neck. It felt like … it always felt in her dreams.
‘Shall we go?’ he asked.