I Belong With You part 30 updated (Arsh ff) - Page 12

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part 12

Armaan looked away quickly when their eyes met for less than a second. He still didn't have the courage to go and talk to her, apologize for walking away like that. He felt ashamed of himself; ashamed of what he had done and ashamed of what he was doing. Armaan started walking down the alley, slowly as if he was trying not to get her attention, though he knew he got it already. Lost in his thoughts and questions, Armaan didn't notice that his feet led him to a bench where an old man was sitting.

"You'd better go talk to her if you don't want me to believe that you're a stalker and call the police," the old man said, without looking up from his magazine.

Armaan stared at him, confused. Of course, someone had to notice his long-distance hover over the woman and her baby and the really old guy- as Shilpa had named him- was right. As he looked into Shilpa's direction, Armaan felt a lump in his throat when he met her gaze and her tears. It hurt him to see the tears reflecting into her eyes and all these only because of his stupid judgment. He had lost too much from their lives, time he would never be able to get back. He couldn't allow more time to pass. Armaan started walking towards them and his features became sadder as he saw her eyes falling down at her daughter. He didn't know what she would say, if she would agree to be at least friends again. He knew she was still alone; there wasn't a man in her life. Each time he saw them in the park, they were alone- besides one time when Muskaan accompanied them.

Shilpa felt her eyes and her cheeks burning as she anticipated his arrival. She didn't know what he would say or what she would say to him. She didn't know what the status of their relationship was at that time. Why was he back? Why was he there? Had he been stalking her? If yes, for how long? There were so many questions she wanted to snap at him with, but she knew she would soften her voice once he would sit beside her.

Shona shyly hid her face into her mother's chest when Armaan stopped in front of them.

"Shilpa," his voice rather pleaded as he talked to her.

Shona was the one who looked up at him, staring at him with curious eyes while chewing her toy.

Shilpa brushed her cheek against Shona's head before she flashed Armaan a smile. "Hi." She felt her heart drumming inside her chest when Armaan sat down beside her.

Armaan smiled at little Shona and only dared to touch her hand with his finger. "How have you been?" He didn't know which was the best way to start a conversation after such a long time.

"Good. We've been good," Shilpa muttered, still hiding her face behind her daughter's head.

"She has grown so much," he said, smiling down at Shona- who was still staring at him with curiosity. As he said that, Shona laughed and excitedly shook her toy with both hands.

"She's nearly three month old," Shilpa answered, smiling as well at Shona.

Those words added to his pain. He lost two months for nothing. "Next week she will turn three month," he said. Shilpa glanced at him and just nodded. "Listen," he said softly, looking for the best way to explain the situation. It hurt him when Shilpa refused to look at him. "I am sorry I… didn't come back."

Shilpa smiled weakly. "That's ok," she muttered.

"That's not ok. I just found it difficult to accept… hard," he explained.

Shilpa raised her look and their eyes met in a deep gaze. "You don't have to find it difficult. You don't need to make sacrifices and suffer because of me. You can go and have your conscious clean because this has nothing to do with you. You don't need to suffer because of me; I am not worth it. I would do the same if I were you."

"Shilpa," Armaan smiled softly.

"No," she shook her head. "I liked your friendship. I miss your friendship, but I can't blame you for not coming back. Rohan and I fooled around and …" she stopped and looked away as if she was embarrassed. "It was nice," she said quietly. "At least I found it nice… for a while," as she glanced at Armaan, Shilpa saw the question in his eyes. "You want to know how long we… fooled around," she concluded.

"No,"

"Around three months I think," she answered anyway. It was time to tell Armaan everything, no matter what would come after for their relationship. "We didn't have a relationship," she said it as if she wanted to reassure him of that.

"Why did you want to keep the baby?" he asked.

Shilpa smiled to hide her embarrassment and kissed Shona on the cheek. "I think it was the way he treated me after I told him about the baby. I didn't want to keep it," she admitted, looking at him. "I just thought I should tell him about it too, though I knew he would ask me to abort it. His attitude toward me afterwards made me keep it, because I knew I could pay it back for his behavior."

Armaan didn't like to admit it, but that sounded like Rohan.

"You don't have to be here for mercy," she muttered.

"I am here because I want to be here," Armaan gently ran his fingers through her hair. "I talked to Rohan."

Shilpa looked at him and smiled. "That's why you're here. Because you couldn't get anything from him. You feel sorry for me."

"I am in love with you," he answered and smiled as she looked at him, shocked. "I wanted time to make sure that this was a good thing… coming back to you and Shona. I am sure now. I blamed myself for not convincing myself of that as soon as I talked to Rohan. He doesn't deserve you and Shona."

Shilpa had tears in her eyes as she listened to his words. He sounded so honest and loving. She secretly hoped he would come back, at least as friend. "Are you sure?" she muttered, hiding the tremor in her voice.

"I am very sure," he reassured and leaned in, softly kissing her on the lips.

She closed her eyes and her heart started beating faster in her chest as she waited for his lips. Her eyes stayed closed when Armaan pulled away, still tasting his flavor on his lips. "Isn't this a little awkward?" she asked him, slowly opening her eyes. "You, me and Shona and Rohan?"

"It is," he admitted. "But I am sure it will become less awkward," Armaan assured. "Can I hold her?" he asked.

Shilpa smiled and nodded as she shifted Shona from her lap in Armaan's hands. Shona let out a whimper as her mother disturbed her play with her toy, but she calmed down once she was safe in Armaan's embrace. Armaan watched her and lovingly caressed her cheek. "I missed you so much, Baby Shona. You've grown so much."

As answer, Shona smiled at him and hit him in his head with her toy. "I guess I deserve that," Armaan laughed and kissed her. He put Shona back into the stroller and then stood up and held out his hand for Shilpa.

As Shilpa stood up, his arms wrapped around her, holding her pressed her against his body. They looked into each other's eyes and slowly their lips met.

"I've dreamed to a moment and a kiss like this since day one," he smiled, his fingers caressing her lips.

"You couldn't have done this then," she pointed out and Armaan chuckled as he remembered.

"I am sorry it took me so long to come back," he said softly. "So sorry."

"You had reasons," she reassured him.

"Let's take a walk while the weather is still sunny," Armaan suggested and Shilpa agreed gladly. He started pushing the stroller with one hand, while his other one was holding Shilpa's waist. "I noticed you give her bottle," he said.

Shilpa looked at him, surprised to hear his observation. "My resources ended unfortunately," she explained.

"Oh. How is she doing on the formula?"

Shilpa winced and shook her head. "I am at the fourth brand now,"

"She wants to check the market first," Armaan chuckled. "I also noticed that your mother is still around," he said, eager to find every little detail he missed from their lives.

Shilpa stopped and looked at him, slightly worried. "How long have you been stalking us?"

Armaan smiled nervously and looked ahead as he answered. "A while," he admitted.

"I missed you, Armaan, but I've always found creepy this stalking thing you do," she said, serious.

Armaan smiled at her and nodded. "But I am done with the stalking now that I am here," he promised.

"I hope so," Shilpa muttered under breath.

"Finally!"

As they passed by the bench where the 'really old guy' was sitting, the man put his magazine aside and leaned forward to the stroller. "Hello, pretty girl! Happy now?" he asked Baby Shona and as answer, Shona hit him in his face with her toy.

"Shona!" Shilpa grabbed the toy out of her hands, making her cry. "We're sorry about this. She likes to hit people," she apologized to the old man.

The old man smiled at her nodding and then gave a knowing wink to Armaan. Armaan smiled gratefully in return for his little push from earlier.

"Maybe we should stay friends until… it becomes less awkward," Shilpa suggested as they picked up their walk. She could see he wasn't very happy with that thought.

"If that makes you feel better," he agreed and pressed his lips against her temple.

As she stayed in Shona's room, watching Armaan rocking the baby until she drifted to sleep, Shilpa felt once more overwhelmed by the sudden change in her life. Having Armaan back into her life felt like everything was back to normal, as if Armaan had been part of her life for more than 2 months.

"I am sorry that you can't breast feed her, but it feels amazing to feed her myself," Armaan said quietly, grinning up at Shilpa.

Shilpa smiled at his enthusiasm and walked over to the rocking chair, crouching in front of them. "She's been on formula milk for over two weeks now and she keeps losing weight," she said, gently caressing her daughter's hair.

Armaan looked at her, concerned. "I am sure it's just a phase. She just needs time to get used to this," he tried to reassure her.

Shilpa smiled and nodded, unconvinced. "That's what the Pediatrician told me. Let's put her to bed," she stood up and held out her arms to take Shona.

Armaan pulled Shona closer to him, pleading Shilpa with his eyes. "One more minute."

Shilpa gave him a stern look, but she ended up by rolling her eyes and letting her arms drop to her sides. "I will go take a shower."

"Thank you, Mommy," Armaan chuckled as he waved Shona's hand.

"Don't get used to it," Shilpa giggled as she turned and walked out the room.

When she came out of the shower, Shilpa wrapped a bathrobe around her and walked outside, convinced that she would find Armaan still holding Shona. She went straight to Shona's room and opened the door slowly. Looking inside, Shilpa saw that Armaan wasn't there. She tiptoed to the crib- which was lighted by a dim pink light- and smiled as she saw her baby's peaceful sleep.

Shilpa frowned as she asked herself where Armaan had been sticking his nose this time. She left Shona's room, leaving the door half-opened, and went to change into some sweats before going to check on Armaan. Shilpa started when she walked into her room and found Armaan sitting on the bed, reading some papers.

"Have you found any?" Armaan asked her, referring at the Nanny lists she had all over the place.

Shilpa rolled her eyes as she closed the bedroom door and walked over to the bed, crawling inside beside him. "No," she said and grabbed the papers out of his hands.

Armaan didn't let himself intimidated by her annoyance and reached for the papers, flipping her onto her back. As he lay on top of her, Armaan gave up on taking the papers back and looked deep into her eyes. He brushed the hair out her face and cupped her cheek as he leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips.

The papers fell off her hand as she closed her eyes, already sprung by the feeling of his body pressing against hers. Her breath accelerated as his sweet breath brushed against her lips and eagerly parted her lips, looking for his tongue. Armaan mounted her, having her body entirely beneath his now, and took her face in his hands as they kissed.

"Armaan," she moaned while her hands looked for the hem to his shirt. "We can't…" but despite her protest, her gestures were inviting him for more.

Armaan pulled his head back, breaking the kiss, and smiled as he caressed her cheek. "I am not looking for an affair, Shilpa," he said softly… lovingly.

Shilpa smiled, biting her lip, and looked away as if she was embarrassed of something.

Armaan fought back a laugh and managed to joke. "You're not virgin, I hope."

Shilpa laughed along with him and punched him in his arm. "I am just extremely horny. I am woman who hasn't had sex in over a year, so … if you are not planning on going further then I am pleading you to stop and move off me."

Armaan smiled crookedly and started unbuttoning his shirt. Shilpa gasped discreetly and felt her body heating on the outside and inside. Armaan disposed his shirt to the floor and unbuckled his belt, which also joined to the shirt. He watched her flushed his cheeks and found extremely sweet and seductive in the same time the passion written in her eyes. He untied the bathrobe and parted it, slipping it to the sides of her shoulders. Armaan gave himself a moment to watch her beautiful, thin body, her skin – which looked so soft in the dim light of Shilpa's room.

Shilpa shrugged out of the robe and wrapped her arms around his neck, holding his face between her hands while her lips crashed against his. Armaan kissed her passionately, his tongue exploring her taste, before he started kissing her all over her face. Her cheeks, her nose, her jaw, her earlobe, each spot brought a new moan of pleasure from her as his lips touched them. He moved lower to her body, tracing the outline of her body with both hands, for the first time feeling its soft skin. He could feel her body trembling of pleasure under his touch.

Armaan traced kissed down to her collar, lower to her chest and stomach, while hands swiftly found playing with her b***s, massaging them eagerly, pinching their n*****s for more moans.

"Armaan," she moaned louder, her body arching to him while her fingers clutched into his hair. She felt her thighs throbbing as his lips were moving lower than her stomach. Her fingers stumbled over the zipper to his pants, but once she managed to pull it down, she pushed the pants off his hips. Armaan knelt beside her, lowering his pants down to his knees, and quickly pulling them off. Freed a little, Armaan returned to Shilpa, laying on top of her, and kissed her softly on the lips while he gently ran his fingers through her hair.

"You're so beautiful," he murmured, looking into her eyes.

Shilpa furrowed her brows as if his compliment was an offense. "I just gave birth to baby."

Armaan chuckled. It was so typical for a woman not to see her beauty anymore once she gave birth to a baby. They all felt fat and old, and Shilpa didn't seem to be an exception. "I was there when you give birth and I can assure you that you gave birth to your baby a long time ago."

Shilpa scrunched her nose and smiled, a little more confident in his words. She wrapped a leg around his waist and rolled him over so that she could mount him. She leaned down and kissed him before she took his hands and brought them to her waist. "I hope you have protection".

His smile froze on his lips as she said that. Of course she wasn't on birth control, considering that she hadn't been allowed to have sex until recently and he didn't think at all at that concern.

"Armaan," Shilpa groaned desperately.

"I have one," he said quickly. "In my wallet."

"Just one?" Shilpa groaned. "I am so going to get pregnant again tonight," she muttered as she leaned over the edge of the bed to pick up Armaan's pants.

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