Chapter 26

Arnav, touched her feet, taking blessing from Khushi's mom. Garima happily blessed him shower her love. Arnav has always been very close to garima, infact closer than her mother.  Garima kissed him on his forehead and slid her hands on his cheeks.

Garima called khushi. She mummered on her own "yeh ladki bhi na pagal hai", Khushi bring your bags down.

Khushi: Haan mumma, I am coming.

Arnav: Aunty, I will check.

Garima: Iss ladki ko sirf tum hi sambhal sakte ho.

Arnav came close to her: To issey mujhe de dejiye (then give her to me)

Garima looked at him surprisingly.

Arnav: I mean it aunty, he said with a smile.

Garima: I wish yeh ho jaye

Arnav: I promise you aunty this is going to happen.

Garina: Arnav beta, what are you saying?

Arnav: Aunty I want her in my life forever.

Khushi: Mumma!!!

Arnav turned to see her princess, and there she was wearing a floral frock, till her knees, looking no less than a cute princess, her hair rollar set, her cheeks blushed with burgundy blush-on, her lashes crimped to give volume, her lips looking extremely plump in nude gloss.

Her eyes instantly fell on Arnav who stood there, wearing his denim CK and peach jumper, hair gelled up, his right arm in his pocket. She did not fail to notice a small red tika on this forehead. He looked adorable.

Khushi slapped her head for thinking Arnav to be adorable. And started decending the staircase gracefully, like models.

Arnav couldn't help, but to smile inside. He was actually enjoying seeing her like this, he instantly knew she was all decked up because she was going out with him for the business trip. After all Arnav knew that she was actually attracted to him.

Khushi finally reached the last step and put down her suitcase.

Arnav smiled at her and greated Hi!

Khushi: Hi! (she made a face and turned to her mother)

Khushi: Yeh kya mom, aap mere pehle aapki favourite ko tilak kar diya? (what is this mom before me you have applied tilak to arnav?)

Arnav: Don't be so J Khushi

Khushi: Shut up, she is my mom.

Arnav: Will be mine too (he murmured in a low tone)

Khushi: Kya? What did you say?

Arnav: I said I am her favourite. Hai na aunty

Garima: Hamesha

Arnav chuckled and smirked.

Khushi: blah! Blah! blah! Stick her tongue out towards him.

Arnav smiled.

Garima: Khushi! This is not right. Behave yourself.

Arnav: Its ok aunty, I will have to pay for this in the trip.

Khushi's mouth became perfect "O" shapped. She wondered why is he behaving so paly all of a sudden. "Be careful khushi, mujhe halaat thik nahi lag raha hai, hey DM, raksha karna please." She murmered to herself.

Arnav: Kya huya khushi? Chalna nahi hai?

Khushi looked at him suspiciously, "Why was he so much eager to leave? The meeting is tomorrow and we will not take much time to reach nainital, then why?" she gulped swallowing her chocolate, blinking her eyes.

Garima: Pagal ladki, she hit her on head, cha lab mujhe tilak karne de.

Khushi kept the chocolate in her pocket and brushed her hand, touched her head and Garima applied vermilion on her forehead.

Arnav did not miss the cute smile spread across her face while she opened her eyes and bend to touch her mother's feet. The hair came on her face, he wanted to tuck them, he would have but surely no in-front of her mother.

Khushi tucked her locks and looked at him, aware of his gaze, which was making her heat up instantly.

Arnav cleared her throat and advanced towards the mother and the daughter, he picked up her bag, she instantly grabbed it. Before she could realize her hand touched his hand and they both looked at each other.

Khushi instantly moved her hands off him, but he smirked looking at her. He knew his effect on her; he knew she felt exactly what he wanted her to feel.

Khushi looked at her palm, she could still feel his skin, his hair of his palm.

Khushi: Woh! I can take my own bag.

Arnav: I know that, with that he left the bag and bid good bye to garima, turned and moved out of the house leaving khushi shocked.

Arnav waited outside their house leaning on the car door'3'2'1

Khushi: You Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada she stormed towards him not realizing the slippery mud, she slipped and fell on the ground.

Arnav laughed looking at her.

Khushi: You'you she pointed her finger towards him.

Arnav straightened himself, while asking the maid to put the bag inside the luggage carrier, brushing his hand he picked her up in his arms.

Khushi was taken a back, she saw him with her eyes widened. In the process their nose touched.

Arnav cradled her in his arms and took her near the car.

Arnav: Ab aise hi rehne ka irada hai kya? (you want to stay like this or what?) he said with a smirk.

Khushi: haan? Put me down.

Arnav: Soch lo

Khushi: What do you mean?

Arnav: If I put you down you might hurt yourself once again.

Khushi clutched her teeth: I said put me down not throw me down.

Arnav steadied her on the ground and folded his hands.

Khushi: Mr'.OUCH! she cried in pain.

Arnav: Nice name

Khushi: Shut up'ocuh! Bohot maza araha hoga na?

Arnav: I cant deny that khushi!

Khushi: I know, if I am hurt then you will be the happiest person.

Arnav: trust me khushi, that's so true.

Khushi: You are such a jerk Arnav

Arnav without further arguing, went towards the luggage carries took out a pain relief spray and handed over to her.

Khushi: I don't want your daya (help)

Arnav: yeh lelo, warna raat ko muskil ho jayega. (take this otherwise there will be a problem at night)

Khushi: :O how cheap arnav

Arnav: What?

Khushi: What? What?

Arnav: Oh please khushi stop your guttery thoughts.

Khushi: I am thinking guttery, you are speaking guttery she held his collar pulling him. Arnav slid his arms around her waist and said in a husky tone, isse laga lo khushi, I am serious, tum kaho to meye laga doon?

Khushi released herself from his grip and moved back.

Khushi: Grose!

Arnav: Why?

Khushi: Don't try your stunts Arnav. You know it very well that I am wearing a frock, how can you spray that on my back?

Arnav: That means if you wore a jeans and a top you would have allowed me?

Khushi was dumb-folded.

Arnav made her turn he unzipped her, making her flinch, holding her dress crossing her arms.

Arnav sprayed it while telling her to remove her hands from the front as he cant see.

Khushi closed her eyes feeling the coldness of the spray then instantly feeling his warm hands spreading the liquid a bit, then zipping her dress.

Arnav whispered in her ears, all the time touches need not to be seducing. I know what I am doing and to whom. I know my limits, stop thinking so low about me.

Khushi was glued to her position, what happened, how it happened, in such less time that she couldnot register anything.

Arnav blew the horn, making her come out of the trance.

He slid the window wearing his sunglasses: do you plan to go back to your house? Or would you come and accompany me?

Khushi got inside the car.

Arnav: Seat belt.

Khushi: I know

Arnav: just telling you.

Khushi: Do you think I am gawar?

Arnav: Why you say so?

Khushi: I know we have to wear seat belts.

Arnav: Khushi! Why are you always in a fighting mood with me, when we are not kissing each other?

Chapter 20: I dont Kiss you, it's you who kiss me