Chapter Fifteen

"Can I have this dance, Miss Madhav?" Vikrant held out his hand to her as a song he liked started playing.

"I don't dance." Sarita shook her head.

"Then, I guess it'll be one of the many things I have to teach you." He grinned. "Besides, it's kind of a crime to say no to the birthday boy."

Sarita let out a shocked gasp. "You're going to use that card?"

"Yep." He nodded. "Is it working?"

"If I step on your toes and break them, don't complain." She warned him.

"I won't." He promised.

Sarita sighed, placed her hand in his and let him lead her to the dance floor. She was very shy to be seen dancing with him so she hid her face in his shirt and it seemed that he didn't mind because he wrapped his arms around her and moved to the slow beat of the music.

"Happy birthday." She said.

"Thank you."

"I didn't get you any present." She said.

"I told you that your presence here would be more than a birthday present and it is." He reminded her. "I'm happy that you could make it."

They'd all wished h