“Because you were being reckless,” she snapped at him.
“I was driving slowly.”
“Not slow enough.”
“If I drove any slower, we’d still be on the road.”
“Maybe, but we wouldn’t have ended up in a ditch,” she countered.
“Theyhitus!”
“Exactly.”
Roshan was very confused. Should they have been out there in the dark? No. But the accident had been the other driver’s fault. That much was clear. Nimita’s reaction was disproportionate.
She waved the key card in front of her door lock and threw the door open. She winced as she took a few steps into the room.
Roshan immediately went to her side to help.
“I’m fine,” she bit out, leaving no room for discussion. She blocked the entrance to the room with her body.
Roshan froze, and his heart plummeted. She was definitely angry, but there seemed to be something more. One look at her hard eyes, the set of her mouth and the way she stood rigid in the door told him he would never find out.
The thought saddened him.
Vishal made a motion with his head to Roshan to follow him into their room, to leave Nimita be.
“Well…good night then,” Roshan said. Every part of him wanted to make sure she got into bed safely, but she clearly would not allow it.
He moved into the hall, out of her line of sight, and made eye contact with Vishal. He pointed to the door and then his foot, then nodded toward Nimita.
“Uh. Maybe you want to keep that door between our rooms unlocked, you know, in case you need anything…” Vishal asked softly.
“I’ll be fine,” she insisted, and Roshan could hear the wince in her voice. Her door shut before Roshan could say anything more.
He followed Vishal and Karan into their room. His friends stared at him.
“What?”
Vishal and Karan looked at each other. They shook their heads.
“What?”Roshan insisted. He was missing an important puzzle piece, and he suddenly cared very much to find out what it was.
“No.” Vishal shook his head at Karan. “It’s not ours to tell.”
“Tell me,” Roshan said.
Karan shook his head. “No can do.”
“You’re supposed to be my brothers.”
Karan nodded. “We are. That’s why we can’t tell you. How would she feel if she knew you were talking about her pain?”
“So there is something you know that I don’t?”
Karan laughed. “You could not get enough of her today. Mad or not.”
“I was helping an injured person. Iama doctor,” Roshan defended himself. No point in telling them they were right. He really hadn’t been able to get enough of her today. Pissed off, injured, it didn’t seem to matter.
