SomeThingsRMeant2Be (AK)Pt.47-58+BRANDNEW Pt.59-60 - Page 4

Originally posted by: x.sunayna.x

Hey! Great update, i loved all the parts !

Kripa's witty comments are definitely my faves lol !

Looking forward to the next update !

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Sunayna

P.s i love both AR and Maneet :) either would be fab !

Hey Sunayna!

Thanks for liking the update! and Hope you love this one as well!
aha, yes being witty is a key characteristic of Kripa 😆
she needs it sometimes to fight Angad's charm! hehe 😉
lol, I think ill do both AR*KASH* and Maneet soon enough its just for Maneet I would have to think and adjust the characters a lot for the story line 😊 so might take some time! Right now I just want to focus on AK my all time FAV couple!

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thanks for such a HUGEEEE update :)) ahhaha..love your fan fic!

thank you sooo much for the update is sooo nice to read this again and your getting close to the part where you left off....

Heyy!

Another very good update, I must say. The relationship between Angad and Kripa has been portrayed very well, and I like the way your building up on their 'friendship'. 😊

Anyways, I came across this another ff written by you : Breakaway. I absolutely loved the concept, its so...intriguing. The introduction and the first part were very well written. I really hoped that you would continue with that ff as well...cause am sure along with me there would be many other people who would love to read it and see what would happen next. I know its a hard task penning down ffs because you need to set aside a lot of time for that... but incase if you do have any free time on your hands, I suggest you continue with Breakaway as well.

Coming back to Some things are meant to be, the update was awsome and like every reader says: " Please update soon". 😉

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WOW!!! That was a huge update... and thanks a lot for doing it so fast! I need to catch up the very last ones, school's been so busy that i didn't get a chance. But will read it soon.... can't WAIT for the new updates!!!

Hey sweetheart!

hey where are you.... did you disappear on us again.... please dont do that... we're alll waiting for the story to continue....

Hey Guys, Thanks so much for the lovely comments 😃 My readers make my day! 🤗 So I'll get down to it! Another MEGA HUGE update! Sorry for the kinda long wait but I couldn't find my file on this comp. and the other one is down. I found a file finally but its the one where the story is not edited so now I gotta edit each time I post. Anyways so here is chapter 47-58 which is where I left off the story and then the next two chapters 59, 60 are BRAND NEW! lol :D yay!

Chapter 47

The tinkling of the small tarnished bell above the door made Angad's presence known as he stepped into the small shop. He glanced around and shook his head when he saw nothing had changed since his last visit two years ago. The bookcases that filled the room were in need of a coat of paint. The books that lined the shelves were coated with a fine layer of dust. The armchair's that were scattered through out the room were falling apart. Their fabric which was once a deep emerald green was now dull and ripped.

Reluctantly Angad moved toward the counter in front of him. Books were piled high, covering almost every inch of its surface. Space had been made for the old battered cash register and a small lamp.

Angad reached out and tapped the small bell on the counter. A cloud of dust flew up and hit him in the face, making him sneeze hard.

"Bless you" a voice said softly.

Recognizing the voice as that of the owner Barnard Hardenbrook, Angad turned and smiled when he saw his grandfather's old friend coming toward him.

He hasn't changed Angad thought.

Barnard was a short man who walked bent over and used a cane to get around. He had a head full of snowy white hair and a beard. Eyes a deep blue twinkled.

"Angad my boy.How are you?" he asked, extending his hand.

"I'm good Barny" Angad said, clasping his hand firmly. "How about you?"

"Can't complain" Barnard said. "How's your grandma?"

"She's fine" Angad said.

"Good" Barnard said. "What can I do for you?"

"I'm hoping we can do a little trading" Angad said, placing a book on the counter.

Barnard moved closer and glanced at the cover. "Ah, Dicken's.A Tale Of Two Cities." He reached into his pocket and pulled out his round spectacles. After perching them on the bridge of his nose he picked up the book and inspected it closely.

"First edition I see" he muttered. He flipped through the pages and checked the spine. "Excellent condition my boy."

"I know" Angad said pleased. "Grandad always took care of his books." [I dislike people that don't]

"That he did" Barnard said. "What book are you looking for?"

"Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte" Angad told him.

"Very good book" Barnard declared. "I believe I have a copy."

He disappeared between tow rows of bookcases. The sound of his cane striking the wood floor reverberated off the walls.

"Here we are" Barnard said, returning with a book. "First edition and signed by the author herself."

Angad took the book from him and opened it. Scrawled across the title page was the author's signature written in black ink.

"It's authentic" Barnard claimed. "I can tell the difference between the real thing and a fake."

"Well after thirty years of being a book dealer I should hope so" Angad said grinning. "I'll take it."

"Lets see here" Barnard said, stepping behind the counter. "To make it a fair trade i'll need a hundred dollars."

"What?" Angad cried.

"Granted your book is in excellent condition, but it's not an autographed copy like the one I just gave you" Barnard said, gazing at Angad over the top of his spectacles. "I'll tell you what.Since you're my pal's grandson i'll knock the price down to seventy-five."

"Make it forty" Angad said.

"Fifty and that's my final offer" Barnard stated.

Old geezer Angad thought to himself as he pulled out his wallet.

"You know" Barnard said, taking the money. "In my day a fella didn't just throw down a fifty dollar bill.H*** he was lucky if he had that much money in his pocket.Where are you getting the money?"

Angad looked over his shoulder and than back at Barnard. "I rob banks Barny" he whispered loudly. "Don't tell anyone."

Barnard rolled his eyes. "Stop yanking my chain boy."

"When grandad died he left me some money in his will" Angad explained. "Now don't go thinking i'm out there spending it all because i'm not.I only touch it for special occasions and emergencies."

"What's the special occasion?" Barnard asked. "Are you buying this for your grandmother?"

"No, it's for someone else" Angad said smiling.

Barnard leaned on his cane heavily. "Ah, is there a special lady in your life?"

"Yes, there is.Her name is Kripa" Angad said.

"Watch your money" Barnard warned. "She'll take you for everything you have."

Angad snorted with laughter. "Kripa's not like that.She's different."

"Bring her by sometime.I want to meet this girl."

"Alright I will" Angad promised. He checked his watch. "I've gotta get home.Dadi will be waiting for me.I'll see you later Barny."

"Take care Angad my boy" Barnard said.

"You too" Angad said.

Book in hand he started for the door and stopped when he remembered something he had wanted to ask Barnard.

"Hey Barny" Angad said, turning back around. "You read Jane Eyre.What's the dark secret Rochester was hiding from Jane?"

"Read the book."

Angad shook his head. "That's what Kripa said.Later Barny."


Dadi was putting the finishing touches on dinner when Angad walked into the kitchen fifteen minutes later.

"Hey Dadi." He kissed her on the cheek. "What's for dinner?"

"Chicken, mashed potatoes with gravy and peas" Dadi said.

Angad sighed. "Dadi you know I don't like peas."

Dadi handed him the plates and utensils. "They're good for you.Your a growing boy.You need your vegetables." She patted his cheek. "Your Dadu didn't like them either, but he ate them."

"Because you threatened to with hold dessert" Angad said, setting the table. "That was just so wrong."

Dadi winked at him. "It worked.Didn't it? Oh, before I forget. Savitri dropped off some pictures of the wedding.They're sitting on top of the microwave."

Angad picked up the stack of pictures and rifled through them. They were the standard wedding pictures that everyone had in their photo albums. One of the bride and groom cutting their cake. One of them dancing.

Angad came to the last picture and smiled. There frozen in time forever was him dipping Kripa.

"You looked so beautiful" he whispered to Kripa's image. He didn't see the smile on Dadi's face as she passed by.

Chapter 48

Kripa was finishing breakfast the next morning when the door opened behind her and Angad walked in.

"You know I really need to keep that door locked" she told him.

Angad bent down and brushed his lips against Kripa's cheek. "It wouldn't do you any good.I'd just stand there and keep knocking until you let me in."

Kripa smiled up at him. "And when I got tired of hearing you, i'd pay Josh to come over here and run you off."

His eyes lit with laughter Angad winked at her. "You have to run out of money sometime and Josh's not cheap."

Kripa pushed back her chair and stood. "Than I guess i'm stuck with you." She carried her plate to the sink.

"That's right" Angad said, leaning against the counter. "What are you doing today?"

"I've got a date with Adi" she said, rinsing her plate off. "Oh, wait.I'm not suppose to mention that.Can't have you getting jealous."

"I think i'll be okay" Angad said dryly. "Where are you two going?"

"We're going to the Aquarium" Kripa said, loading the dishwasher.

"You'll be happy to know i'm going to buy a cell phone" Angad said, placing Kripa's phone on the counter. "Aali's taking me to the place where she got hers."

At the mention of Aaliyah going with him Kripa felt a twinge of jealousy and than guilt for feeling that way. They're just friends and besides you don't own him.So get a grip. "Well lets see how long you can keep this one."

"You know what i'm gonna do" Angad said, moving closer. "I'm gonna make you number one on my speed dial."

"I feel so honored" Kripa said dryly.

"You should." Angad reached out and pulled Kripa against him. "How are you doing?" he asked softly.

Kripa couldn't think with him touching her. "Uh, fine."

"Are you sure because if you wanna talk i'm here to listen" Angad said, gazing into her eyes.

"I know and I appreciate it, but i'm fine.There's nothing I-" Kripa paused as the door bell rang. "That'll be Adi."

Angad dropped a quick kiss on her lips and than let go. "I'll come with you" he said, following her from the kitchen.

"Oh, goody" Kripa muttered as she hurried down the hall. Reaching the front door she opened it and smiled when she saw Adi clutching a bunch of wild flowers in his grubby little hand.

Her heart in her throat Kripa squatted down until she was looking into his eyes. "Are those for me?" she asked.

Adi nodded shyly and held them out.

"They're beautiful" Kripa said, taking them from him. "Thank you." She kissed his cheek and than straightened up.

Angad stepped up behind her. "If I brought you weeds, would you kiss me?" he whispered in her ear.

Kripa glanced at his mouth and felt a tremor go through her. "Sure, why not."

"Ripa" Adi said, tugging on Kripa's hand. "I gotta go."

Angad cleared his throat. "Come on little man.I'll show you where the bathroom is."

I bet he'd make a great father Kripa thought, watching them walk away. For a moment she let herself imagine what it would be like to be the mother of his children. "Your asking for trouble Sharma" she muttered, shaking her head.

Kripa glanced over at Adi who was strapped into his booster seat. He was happily munching away on an animal cracker. Crumbs covered the front of his Batman t-shirt.

Looking at him Kripa couldn't fathom why his mother didn't want him when he was the sweetest little boy she had ever laid eyes on. "Are you ready to see the fish?" she asked, past the lump in her throat.

"Yeah."

Kripa grabbed her purse from behind Adi's seat. After checking to make sure her cell phone was on she climbed out of the car and walked around to the passenger side. She opened the door, reached in and unstrapped Adi from his seat.

"Okay, now hold my hand and don't let go." Kripa helped him out of the car. "I don't wanna lose you.Your grandma would be very mad if I went home without you."

"Grandma got mad at me cause I stole a cookie" Adi confessed as they crossed the parking lot.

Kripa smiled down at him. "But no matter what you do, she'll always love you.That's how a grandma is."

The line at the ticket counter was a long one. While they were waiting Adi told Kripa about his friend Howie.

"He eats worms" Adi said.

"Does he really?" Kripa asked, wide eyed.

Adi nodded solemnly.

"What else does he do?"

"He pees in the pool" Adi said. "I told grandma and he got mad.He called me a tattertale."

"You mean tattletale" Kripa corrected him.

"Yeah."

"I'm sure he didn't mean it. Sometimes people say things when their mad that they don't mean" Kripa explained to him.

Adi tugged on his ear as he looked up at Kripa. "Grandma told me that when mommy called me a mis-mis-."

"Mistake" Kripa said.

Adi nodded.

The need to comfort the little boy was so strong that Kripa dropped to one knee and cupped his face between her hands.

"You are not a mistake sweetheart.Your a gift."

Adi frowned. "Gift?"

"You know the flowers you gave me?"

"Yeah."

"Those were a gift" Kripa declared. "It's something you give to someone." She took his hand and stood. "Now lets go have some fun."

Kripa and Adi spent a better part of the day walking through the maze of aquariums. Kripa was surprised at how many different types and colors of fish there were. Having Adi with her made it all the more enjoyable. Just seeing the way he got excited when he saw the baby sharks filled her with a warm feeling.

Hating to see their visit come to an end Kripa sat down on a bench in front of a floor to ceiling tank and pulled Adi up to sit beside her. "We're gonna have to go."

"I know" Adi said quietly. "But do we gotta go now?"

Kripa couldn't bear to see the sad look on his face. "We can stay a little longer."

Adi slipped his hand in Kripa's and smiled up at her. "Thank you Ripa."

Chapter 49

Kripa rapped her knuckles lightly on the Khanna's back door and heard someone moving around inside. A minute later Dadi answered the door with her purse under the crook of her arm.

"Dear you don't have to knock" she said. "Lord knows Angu just barges right into your house."

Kripa smiled as she shut the door behind her. "He did it this morning, but really I don't mind."

Dadi smiled back. "Good because once he does something it's hard to get him to stop." She checked her watch. "If your mom and I are going to make that movie on time I better get going. Angu's in the living room.The poor dear has a headache." She handed Kripa bottle of Ibuprofen. "Give these to him.I have to go."

"Have a nice time" Kripa said to Dadi's retreating back. Alone she filled a glass with water and headed toward the living room where she noticed someone had pulled the curtains closed, casting the room in shadows. Her eyes adjusting to the change she saw Angad sitting on the couch with his head resting against the back.

"I'm okay" he said suddenly. "Just feel like someone hit me in the head with a baseball.That's all."

"Have you ever been hit in th head with a baseball?" Kripa asked, sitting down beside him.

"Yes" Angad said. "I play on the varsity team at school.Got hit in the head once.Knocked out cold.I woke up to the worst headache i've ever had.Not to mention a concussion."

Kripa opened the bottle and shook two tablets into her palm. "So that explains why your a little off in the head."

Angad chuckled softly. "Kick me while i'm down.Why don't you."

"Here take these" Kripa said. holding out the pills and glass of water.

Angad downed the pills with a drink of water and than set the glass on the coffee table.

"Do you want me to go home so you can lay down for a while?" Kripa asked.

Angad sighed as he rubbed his forehead. "No, stay with me.Keep me company."

Thinking quickly Kripa grabbed a throw pillow off the back of the couch and placed it on her lap. "Come on." She patted the pillow.

"Did I ever tell you I like the way you think?" Angad said, lying down.

Kripa glanced down at him and saw he had closed his eyes. "Maybe once or twice, but I wouldn't mind hearing it again."

"Sharma I like the way you think" Angad said grinning. He reached for her right hand and placed it on his chest. "How does your wrist feel? Is it still tender?"

"It's better" Kripa said, touched by his concern. "I get a small twinge of pain every now and than, but other than that i'm fine.Did you get your cell phone?"

Kripa felt him shake.

"Yes" Angad said, his voice rich with laughter. "But I accidentally left it at Aaliyah's."

Kripa rolled her eyes.

"Tell me how it went with Adi" Angad said.

"He was a little angel" Kripa said smiling. "Now his friend Howie, well he's another story."

"Ah, Howie.The worm eater who pees in the pool."

Kripa wrinkled her nose. "Does he really eat worms?"

Angad opened his eyes. "Yes, and let me tell you their nasty."

Kripa raised an eyebrow. "You mean you ate a worm?"

"Had to" Angad declared. "Howie double dared me.I couldn't look like a sissy.I've got a reputation to uphold."

"And i've kissed you!" Kripa said, pretending to look disgusted.

"I know and I want you to know I enjoyed every kiss" Angad said, covering her hand with his.

"I did too" Kripa said softly. "You know school wasn't so bad yesterday.I was expecting people to talk behind my back, but nothing happened."

"That's because Josh was following you around most of the day" Angad told her.

"Really?" Kripa asked frowning. "I didn't see him.How come you saw him and I didn't?"

Angad shrugged. "I don't know.Could be you were distracted with something."

"Should I be worried that Josh was following me around?"

"No, he's just looking out for you" Angad said.

"And what is he getting in return?" Kripa wanted to know.

Angad raised Kripa's hand to his lips and gave it a kiss. "He gets to watch you walk away."

"Angad i'm-."

"You know there's something I wanna give you" Angad said, changing the subject. "Stay here and i'll be right back." He got up and quickly left the room.

Your hiding something Khanna and i'm gonna find out what it is. Kripa made a mental note to talk to Josh on Monday.

"Turn on the light" Angad said, coming back a few minutes later.

Kripa reached over and switched on the lamp.

"I went to see an old friend of Dadu's after school yesterday.He owns a little book shop where he sells rare and hard to find books" Angad explained as he sat down. He handed her the book and smiled when he saw the look of surprise on her face. "It's a first edition.Turn to the title page" he instructed her.

With a trembling hand Kripa opened the book and turned to the title page. What she saw made her eyes grow wide. "Autographed." She glanced at Angad. "How much did you pay for this?"

"I did a little trading with Barny" Angad said. "I gave him a copy of A Tale Of Two Cities and fifty dollars.Don't you dare say a word about the money" he growled when Kripa opened her mouth.

Kripa shook her head and sighed. "It's too much.You give me too much.Are you trying to spoil me?"

"I'd like to, but I know you won't let that happen" Angad said.

Kripa set the book down. "You don't have to give me things.Just spend time with me."

Realizing how ungrateful she sounded she leaned into him and kissed him on the lips. "Thank you for thinking of me.I'll treasure it always and now i'll tell you Rochester's secret. His wife is still alive.He has her locked up because she's crazy and violent.The best part is, she's not in an insane asylum.He has her locked up in the house."

"Oh, d***" Angad muttered. "Maybe I should read it."

Kripa picked up the book and settled back against the couch. "Why don't you lay back down and i'll read to you."

Chapter 50

Kripa was on her way to Math class Monday afternoon when she saw Josh standing at his locker. Before she lost her nerve she took a deep breath and walked toward him.

"We need to talk" she said.

"I don't know about that" Josh said, pulling out a textbook. "It's probably not a good idea."

Kripa slipped her arm through the strap of her back pack. "Why is it not a good idea?"

Josh closed his locker and turned to face her. "Well Kripa i'm the school bad boy and your a lady.You might wanna think about your reputation."

Kripa rolled her eyes. "I don't have a reputation and i'm not a lady."

"You hang with me and you'll get a reputation" Josh warned. "And you are a lady.I've watched you long enough.You don't act like any of the girls around here."

"I'm just shy" Kripa muttered, turning red.

Josh grinned. "It's been years since i've seen a girl blush.I can see why Khanna's crazy about you.Your-"

"Look just answer a question and i'll leave you alone" Kripa snapped.

"Alright, what do you wanna know?"

"Well I know Angad asked you to put a stop to the whispering and staring.I appreciate that by the way, but what I wanna know is what are you getting out of it?"

"Twenty bucks" Josh answered.

Kripa sighed. "I thought money was involved.Please give it back to him."

"Can't do that" Josh said. "A deal's been made and even if I did agree to give the money back Khanna wouldn't take it."

Kripa glared at Josh. "You men and your d*** pride.You know what you are Josh. Your a greedy pr**k."

Josh chuckled. "Sweetheart i've been called worse."

"Would it hurt you to do something for someone without expecting anything in return?" Kripa asked.

"Yeah, it would" Josh said. "Face it sweetheart, money's what makes the world go round.Most people are greedy.They'll do anything for a quick buck."

"Well i'm not one of those people" Kripa declared. "I think we're through here." She started to walk away and stopped. "One more thing before I go.Don't take any more money from Angad" she said coldly.

"I don't like being told what to do Miss. Sharma" Josh snarled, his eyes flashing with anger.

I'm not backing down Kripa thought. Not this time. She gazed deep into Josh's eyes. "Well Mr. I don't give a d***."

Josh raised an eyebrow. "I just gave you my famous stare.The one that freaks everyone out and you didn't blink an eye.Your not scared of me.Why?"

Kripa smiled sadly. "I am scared, but the way I see it, you can't hurt me any more than i've already been hurt."

Josh reached out to touch Kripa and frowned when she backed up.

"I've gotta go." Kripa turned around and hurried away.

**********

"Khanna she knows."

Angad stopped in the middle of the crowded hall and turned to look at Josh. "I'm not a mind reader Josh. Who knows what?"

"Kripa knows you paid me" Josh said.

"Oh, h***" Angad groaned. "Follow me to my locker and tell me what happened.

As Angad put his things away Josh told him about his conversation with Kripa.

"She called me a greedy pr**k."

"Did she now?" Angad asked grinning. Good for you darlin'.

"Oh, you think that's funny?" Josh growled.

"Yes, I do."

Josh grinned back. "It was funny.I couldn't believe she said that.I didn't think she had it in her. She said something that bothered me though."

"What's that?"

"When I asked her why she wasn't scared of me she said she was, but that I couldn't hurt her any more than she's already been hurt. She talking about Prithvi?"

"Him and there was another guy" Angad said. "But I won't tell you about that."

Josh nodded. "Fair enough.She's coming this way and she doesn't look happy.So i'm gonna leave now."

Angad crossed his arms and stared at his shoes. Whatever she says or does suck it up and take it.

"Hello Angad."

Okay so she's talking to me.That's a good sign. "Hey darlin' " Angad said, glancing up.

Kripa was looking at the floor.

Angad wanted to reach out and take her hand and demand she look at him. Instead he pushed away from his locker and took his keys out of his pocket. "Are you ready to go?"

"Yes."

Angad placed his hand on the small of Kripa's back as they walked toward the car. He half expected her to move away and was relieved when she didn't.

He opened her door and waited to hear her say thank you. She didn't utter a word. Swearing under his breath he slammed the door.

"I'm not apologizing" he muttered as he walked around the car. "It'll be a cold day in h*** before I say i'm sorry."

Angad slid behind the wheel and glanced at Kripa out of the corner of his eye. She had her head bowed, her hair shielding her face from him.

Angad shook his head. Women he thought as he started the car. "Mind if I turn on the radio?"

Kripa shrugged. "It's your car."

Yes it is and i'll listen to whatever I want. Angad flipped on the radio and turned the knob until he came across a rock station. He turned up the volume and tried not to listen to the little voice in his head telling him he was acting childish.

Me acting childish.She's the one whose acting like a child.I haven't done a d*** thing wrong.

Are you sure about that? the little voice asked.

Chapter 51

The elevator ride up to Dr. Bose office was a tense one. Being confined in a small space with Angad was wearing on Kripa's nerves. She glanced at him and than quickly looked away when she saw he was staring.

"What?" she said annoyed.

"Oh, nothing" Angad said, stepping closer. "I was just thinking how beautiful your hair looks when the light hits it." He reached out to run his fingers through her long tresses and cursed when she moved away.

"Oh, come on Kripa" Angad cried out. "This is ridiculous.So I payed Josh.It's not a big deal."

"IT IS TO ME" Kripa yelled. Stunned that she had lost her temper and shouted, she took a deep breath and tried to calm down. "It is to me Angad" she said softly.

"Why does it bother you so much?" Angad asked.

Kripa turned to face him. "Because now I feel like I owe you something."

Angad took Kripa's hand and kissed her palm. "Darlin' you don't owe me anything." He caressed her cheek with the back of his hand as he gazed deep into her eyes. "I care about you.That's why I did it.I didn't want you to go through what you did last time.I thought by paying Josh it would help solve your problems.I didn't realize it would cause you more."

The doors slid open just than. Stepping out Kripa led Angad to a pair of chairs in the corner of the room. Once they sat down she turned to him.

"Angad you haven't caused me more problems." She sighed. "I'm sorry for taking my anger out on you. I'm furious with Prithvi for putting us through all of this.Moving here was my chance to start over.To wipe the slate clean and-"

"Prithvi robbed you of that chance" Angad said.

Kripa nodded.

The door opened and Dr. Bose walked out. "Kripa are you ready?"

Kripa got to her feet and looked down at Angad. "Would you like to come with me?" She glanced at Dr. Bose. "Do you mind?"

Dr. Bose smiled. "Of course not."

Angad rose from his chair and followed Kripa into Dr. Boses office.

"How are you both doing?" Dr. Bose asked, closing the door.

"I'm fine" Angad said, sitting down next to Kripa. "Which is a miracle really because I thought I was a goner on the elevator ride up."

Kripa rolled her eyes. "All I did was yell at you.I didn't even touch you."

"I know" Angad sighed. "Talk about depressing."

"Why did you yell at Angad?" Dr. Bose asked Kripa.

Briefly Kripa told her what Angad had done.

"His heart was in the right place" Dr. Bose said.

"Thank you" Angad said.

"But you should have stopped and given it some more thought.I think you would have realized that it wasn't a very good idea."

"Thank you" Kripa said, smirking at Angad.

"Well i'm not apologizing because I don't think I did anything wrong" Angad said, glaring at Kripa and than his aunt.

"Stubborn" Kripa muttered, shaking her head.

"I know you are, but what am I" Angad said. [this line annoys me a lot cuz my brother says it all the time]

Kripa groaned. "That is so old."

"I know, but I got nothing" Angad said grinning. "Your the one with the good come backs."

"Why don't we agree to disagree and just forget it ever happened" Kripa suggested.

"Fine by me" Angad said.

"Well i'm glad you two could work that out" Dr. Bose said dryly. "How was the court hearing?"

"Prithvi got off easy" Kripa said softly. "But I wasn't surprised.I knew he would."

"He should've got the electric chair" Angad snarled.

"Sweetheart I don't think they use those anymore" Dr. Bose declared.

"Well they need to bring it back" Angad said.

"I-"

The sound of a cell phone ringing interrupted her.

"Sorry about that" Angad said, getting up. "I'll just go take this in the waiting room.Probably one of my people."

Kripa raised an eyebrow. "You have people?"

Angad winked at her. "Of course.Talk to me" he said, speaking into the phone as he left the room.

"Do you ever get the feeling he's not playing with a full deck of cards?" Kripa asked.

Dr. Bose laughed softly. "Yes, and there's no hope for him.We just let him go and pray for the best.All joking aside lets talks about something else."

"Like what?"

"Your father" Dr. Bose said. "Last time we talked about him you said he took you to the circus.You didn't say anything about your mom.Did she not go with you?"

"Dad and mom had a hard time getting along" Kripa explained. "They couldn't be in a room together for long periods of time without arguing.She didn't wanna ruin my day so she stayed home.Looking back now I wish she had taken me and he stayed home."

"Did your father ever hit you or your mom?" Dr. Bose asked.

"Yes" Kripa said, toying with a button on her blouse. "There was this one time, I think I was four.I was playing in the living room with my blocks when he came home.He was angry about something.I can't remember what it was.Mom said something he didn't like and he hit her.It must've been hard because she fell back against the wall.There are other times he hit her.I don't remember most of them, but he never laid a hand on me.I think he knew mom wouldn't have stood for it."

Kripa glanced at Dr. Bose. "What does mom talk about when she comes to see you?"

Dr. Bose picked a piece of lint off her slacks as she spoke. "Kripa I can't tell you that.It would be unethical."

"I know,patient confidentiality" Kripa said.

**********

Angad was turning a painting upside down when Kripa came out thirty minutes later. She took one look at him and shook her head.

"You know your aunt hates it when you do that."

"And that's why I do it" Angad said, standing back to admire his handiwork. "Perfect.Okay lets go."

Kripa crossed the waiting room and pushed the button for the elevator. "So who called?" she asked as they stepped inside a few minutes later.

"It was a wrong number" Angad said, jabbing the button for the lobby.

Staring at the floor Kripa moved closer and cleared her throat. "We're in an elevator.Does that remind you of anything?"

"No, I don't think so."

Shocked Kripa turned and saw that Angad was trying not to grin.

Relieved that he wasn't serious Kripa flattened her palms against his chest and leaned into him. "Kiss me" she whispered.

Angad cupped Kripa's face between his hands and kissed her softly on the lips.

At that moment the elevator stopped and the doors opened.

Angad tore his mouth away. "The elevator ride up seemed longer."

Kripa pressed a kiss to his jaw. "That's because we were arguing." She held tight to Angad when he started to pull away. "Why don't we take another ride."

Angad grinned. "Sharma I like-"

"I know, you like the way I think" Kripa said, as the doors closed once again.

Chapter 52

A light rain came down as Angad stood in front of the granite headstone. The drops fell onto his face and mingled with the tears that slid down his cheeks. Taking a deep breath he wiped his eyes.

"I wish you were here Dadu. We're lost without you. Especially Dadi. She spends most of her time doing volunteer work at the hospital or the temple. Kripa thinks she keeps herself busy so she won't have time to think about how much she misses you."

"Kripa lives next door," Angad said, smiling through his tears. "You would've liked her. She's a little bit like Dadi." He swallowed hard. "Mom's pregnant. She's having a boy. Dad wants to name him after y-you."

Angad closed his eyes and fought for control of his emotions. Standing there getting soaked to the bone he started shivering.

"You're going to get sick."

His heart skipping a beat, Angad turned around. Kripa stood before him holding a black umbrella in one hand and a long stemmed rose in the other.

"How did you know I was here?" Angad asked her.

"Your Dadi told me," Kripa said, walking towards him. She moved close enough so that the umbrella covered them both. "She also told me today is the one year anniversary of your Dadu passing away."

"Did she tell you that the damn doctors couldn't figure out why Dadu died?" Angad snarled. "And did she tell you that I was the one who found his cold dead body?"

Her eyes growing wide, Kripa spoke. "Y-You f-found him?"

Angad turned his back on her. "Dadu and I were supposed to go shopping for Dadi a birthday present," he said, staring at his grandfather's grave. "Dadi was in the kitchen making breakfast when I got there. She asked me to run upstairs and wake him."

Angad blinked back tears. "There was nothing I could do. I tried CPR, but it was no use. He was gone. I miss him, Kripa."

Kripa bent down and placed the rose on the ground in front of the headstone. "I know you do," she said, straightening up. She looped her arm through Angad's. "I can't begin to understand how you feel. I've never lost someone I love."

Angad looked at Kripa. "What about your dad?"

Anger flashed in Kripa's eyes. "He didn't die Angad. He just walked out on me. There's a big difference between dying and walking out on someone. I know you're not ready to leave, but it's cold out here and you're wet. Lets go home and I'll make you some hot chocolate."

Angad sighed. "I guess you're right. The last thing I need is to get sick and pass it on to Dadi. You go ahead. I need a few more minutes."

Kripa handed Angad her umbrella and then kissed him on the cheek. "Drive safely. The roads are getting slick."

"I'll be careful," Angad told her.

"You better," Kripa said, pulling her hood over her head. "You know your Dadi would go crazy if something happened to you."

Angad reached out and tucked a strand of Kripa's hair inside her hood. "What about you? Would you go crazy if something happened to me?"

"Nope."

"It's not nice to lie, Sharma," Angad said, smiling.

"What makes you think I'm lying?" Kripa asked.

"You're not looking me in the eyes," Angad pointed out.

"Alright, yes I would go crazy if something happened to you," Kripa admitted. "I'm getting used to having you around. If I had to go back to the way it was before I met you it-" She paused. "Well let's just say it would be lonely. I would miss you." She glared at Angad. "You don't have to look so damn smug."

"I'm sorry," Angad said.

"You're forgiven," Kripa declared, rubbing her hands together to warm them. "I'm going to go."

"Okay, I won't be too far behind," Angad promised.

Kripa stuck her hands in her pockets, turned and hurried to the warmth of her car.

"That was the lovely Kripa, Dadu," Angad said softly. "She's beautiful inside and out and I'm lucky to have her in my life. "

Angad sighed and rubbed his forehead. He was tired and cold. He knew he needed to go, but he didn't want to.

He's not really here, Angad told himself. You're not abandoning him if you leave.

"Dadu I got to go, but I'll come back soon. I love you," he whispered hoarsely.

Wishing he could hear his grandfather's voice one more time, Angad turned and slowly walked away.


Kripa found Dadi sitting in the living room going through old photo albums when she got back from the cemetery. Without saying a word she sat down beside her.

"Did you talk to Angu?" Dadi asked.

Kripa nodded. "He'll be home soon. How are you doing?"

Dadi gave Kripa's hand a pat. "I'm fine dear. Don't you worry about me."

"Can I get you anything?" Kripa asked. "I was going to make some hot chocolate for Angad. If you'd like I could make you a cup of tea."

"That sounds lovely. Thank you dear."

"How do you take your tea?" Kripa asked, getting to her feet.

"With a small spoonful of honey," Dadi told her.

Kripa made her way to the kitchen. Once there, she grabbed a cup from the cabinet and filled it with water. After placing it in the microwave she searched through drawers until she came across the tea bags.

"Now where does she keep the honey?" Kripa said to herself out loud.

"In the cabinet above the stove."

Kripa glanced over her shoulder at Angad. "Do you want me to make you that cup of hot chocolate?"

"No I'm good," Angad said, leaning against the doorframe. "Thanks for taking care of Dadi."

Kripa took the hot cup from the microwave and added the tea bag. "You don't have to thank me. I like doing things for her. It makes me feel needed and besides I've always wanted a Dadi like her."

Angad crossed the kitchen and took the honey jar from Kripa. "I'm willing to share her with you."

"Well I'd appreciate it," Kripa said. She started to move past Angad when he took her by the arm.

"You will always be needed Kripa," Angad said huskily. "I'll always need you."

Kripa gazed into Angad's eyes and felt her breath catch in her throat.

Chapter 53

Kripa stood in front of her open closet and stared at the contents inside. Behind her on the bed waiting to be filled was her suitcase.

What do I pack? she thought. It's November so New York's gonna be cold.

She grabbed several pairs of jeans and carried them to the bed.

"What the h*** are you doing?" Angad growled, coming into the room.

"What does it look like i'm doing?" Kripa said, folding a pair of jeans. "I'm packing."

"I can see that, but why are you packing?" Angad asked.

"Mom and I are gonna spend Thanksgiving with Kavya."

"Your going to New York?"

"That's the plan." Kripa pulled a sweater off the hanger and started folding it. "We leave Wednesday morning and we're coming back Sunday afternoon."

"That's four days!" Angad exclaimed.

Kripa raised an eyebrow. "I'm aware of that."

Angad snatched a blouse out of Kripa's hand. "Your leaving the day after tomorrow.When the h*** were you gonna tell me?"

Kripa gazed into Angad's eyes and knew she deserved the anger she saw reflected in them.

"I was gonna tell you tonight" she said softly.

"Oh, really" Angad said coldly. "Are you sure you wasn't gonna wait until you got on the plane?"

"Angad i'm sorry" Kripa said. "I should've told you sooner."

"Why didn't you?"

"I don't know" Kripa said, sitting down on the bed. "Maybe it's because I was hoping something would happen to keep me from going." She glanced up at Angad. "I don't wanna go."

Angad sat down beside her. "Why?"

"You know why" Kripa whispered, staring at her hands in her lap. "Are you gonna make me say it?"

"Yes" Angad said. " I need to hear the words." He took Kripa's hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. "If were gonna make this relationship work we have to talk."

Kripa sighed heavily. "Fine.I don't wanna go because i'll be leaving you.Now answer my question.Why are you so upset about me going to New York?"

Angad smiled. "You know why."

"I need to hear the words" Kripa said smirking. "If we're gonna make this-"

"Okay" Angad said grinning. "Your a piece of work Sharma." He rubbed his cheek against Kripa's hand. "I'll miss you.What am I gonna do for four days?"

"Sit in your room and think about me" Kripa suggested.

"I just might do that" Angad said. "You know if you don't wanna go i'm sure your mom won't force you."

"I'm going Angad" Kripa said, getting to her feet. She picked up the blouse he had taken from her and stuck it in her suitcase. "Wednesday morning, eight-thirty i'm boarding that plane."

"Can I at least drive you to the airport?" Angad asked.

"No" Kripa said, pulling more clothes out of the closet. "I don't wanna say goodbye.So I would appreciate it if you wouldn't come over before I leave for the airport."

"So now i'm not allowed to say goodbye" Angad said through clenched teeth. He stood and moved toward the door. "You know darlin' your the last person I thought would be selfish.Guess I was wrong."

Kripa watched him go feeling like she had been punched in the stomach. Fighting back tears she did what she always did when she was hurting. SHE IGNORED THE PAIN AND KEPT HERSELF BUSY.

Angad sat in front of the television with the volume turned down. He wasn't the least bit interested in what was on. All he could think about was the conversation he had with Kripa. He kept replaying the words over and over again until he wanted to scream.

"You know the movie's better when you can hear it."

"What are you doing here?"

"Well it's nice to see you too" Dr. Bose said, sitting down in the recliner across from her nephew.

"Sorry Bua" Angad said.

"Talk to me honey" Dr. Bose said. "What's wrong?"

"Kripa's leaving Wednesday morning to spend Thanksgiving with her cousin in New York." Angad grabbed the remote and shut off the television. "You wanna know how I found out? I walked in on her packing her suitcase.If that's not bad enough she doesn't wanna say goodbye before she goes." Angad rubbed his tired eyes. "She's being selfish."

"I see" Dr. Bose commented.

"I love you Bua. You know that, but when you say I see, I see myself stranggling you" Angad snarled. (lol I say ic a lot as well)

Dr. Bose rose from her chair and settled herself on the couch.

"My, such big words from someone who would never raise his hand to a girl." She wrapped her arm around Angad's shoulder and pulled him close. "Have you ever stopped to think that maybe Kripa has a hard time with saying goodbye. Angad when someone has been abandoned like Kripa it's hard for them to say goodbye to the people they care about.Besides you don't really have to say goodbye to her.Just spend some time with her before she leaves."

"I don't think she'll wanna spend time with me" Angad said softly. "I called her selfish."

"I think she'll forgive you" Dr. Bose said. "Give her some time and than go and talk to her."

Angad groaned. "Why does life have to be so hard?"

"I don't know sweetie" Dr. Bose said. "I wish I had the answer to that, but I do know one thing.Anything that's worth having doesn't come easy.You have to work for it.Let me tell you right now.If you want a future with Kripa it's going to be hard.She's had a rough life.There are things in her past that she needs to come to terms with."

Dr. Bose kissed Angad on the cheek. "She needs someone like you in her corner.Do you care for her?"

"Of course I do" Angad muttered.

"Than be there for her and support her."

Angad made a vow right than and there that no matter what the future may hold he would face it head on and not back down because he knew in his heart Kripa was the one he wanted to be with.

Chapter 54

Angad went over in his mind what he was going to say to Kripa as he crossed the yard. He knew the first thing he had to do was apologize for calling her selfish.

If she doesn't accept your apology you can always beg.

He hoped it wouldn't come to that. Angad let himself in through the back door. What he saw puzzled him. Kripa was standing on one of the kitchen chairs looking around her frantically.

"Don't tell me you lost another contact lens?" Angad teased.

"Mouse" Kripa croaked.

Angad chuckled softly. "Ah, I see.How long have you been on that chair?"

"I-I don't know" Kripa said. "Would you help me.My legs are growing numb."

Quickly Angad moved toward her. Reaching out he scooped her up into his arms.

"Kripa it's just a mouse" he said, feeling her tremble.

Kripa wrapped her arms around Angad's neck and held on with a strength that surprised him. "Please get me out of this house" she whispered hoarsely.

"Okay, we'll go" Angad said. "Hang on to me and i'll get the door."

"What's wrong?" Mrs. Sharma asked, entering the kitchen.

"Kripa spotted a mouse" Angad told her.

"Take her next door" Mrs. Sharma instructed. "I'll be there in a minute."

"Darlin' I don't get what the big deal is" Angad said, carrying Kripa across the yard. "That little mouse wasn't gonna hurt you."

"Please Angad I don't wanna talk about it" Kripa said.

"Alright."

Angad managed to hold on to Kripa while he opened the door. After shutting it with his foot he carried her to the living room.

"Don't worry, this house is rodent free" he said, placing her on the couch.

"H-How do you think that mouse got in the house?" Kripa asked.

"There's probably a small opening somewhere" Angad declared. "The weather's changing.It's getting colder.Rodents look for warm places."

Kripa cringed.

"Tell you what" Angad said, touching her cheek. "Your leaving in the morning.Why don't you and your mom stay here tonight.I'll bring over your suitcases.While your in New York i'll set traps all over your house and fix any small openings I find."

Kripa smiled weakly. "Thank you for being so sweet.After what happened yesterday I-"

"About yesterday" Angad interrupted. "I'm sorry for calling you selfish."

Kripa shook her head. "Don't apologize Angad. You were right.I was being selfish and i'm sorry.It's just that I don't like to say goodbye. It's not easy for me.I always think to myself, what if this is the last time I see him or what if this is the last time I see her.I just get emotional."

"Hey, it's okay" Angad said. "We don't have to say goodbye.Now i'm gonna go look for those traps."

"While your doing that i'm gonna take a little nap" Kripa said, stretching out on the couch.

"Dream of me" Angad said, over his shoulder.

"I'll see what I can do" Kripa said, closing her eyes.

Angad found Mrs. Sharma sitting at the kitchen table with a haunted look on her face.

"Sit down Angad" she said gently. "There's something I want to tell you."

Angad pulled out a chair and sat down.

"First I heard what you said to Kripa."

Mrs. Sharma smiled when Angad raised an eyebrow. "Yes, I eavesdropped.So sue me."

"I don't mind and there's no way i'd win against you in court" Angad said grinning.

"That's right" Mrs. Sharma said smirking. "Thank you for inviting us to stay and I would appreciate it if you would get rid of the mouse."

"Consider it gone" Angad said. "What did you wanna tell me?"

"It's about Kripa. There's a reason she's afraid of mice." Mrs. Sharma cleared her throat. "Kripa was seven at the time.I remember because it happened not long after her father left. Kripa had a cold so she stayed home from school.I had some errands to run so Mrs.Clark who lived next door agreed to watch her for me."

Mrs.Sharma propped her elbows on the table and laced her fingers together. "What happened was, Kripa saw a rabbit in the backyard.She wanted to see the bunny.That's what she told me after I found her.Well Mrs.Clark had a small shed.It's where her husband kept the lawn mower.Anyway there was a hole in the side of the shed.I'm guessing that's how the rabbit got in.I don't know why there wasn't a lock on that damn door, but Kripa went in after the rabbit."

"She got trapped.Didn't she?" Angad asked.

Mrs. Sharma nodded. "The wind caused the door to shut. Kripa told me later that she tried to open it, but it wouldn't budge. Mr.Clark often complained about that door sticking.So there was my little girl all alone and scared."

Mrs. Sharma paused as a tear slid down her cheek.

Angad got up from the table and grabbed a tissue.

"Thank you" Mrs. Sharma said, taking it and wiping her eyes.

With a lump in his throat Angad sat back down.

"Mrs.Clark was frantic by the time I got back.She was looking all over the house so I went outside to search.I opened up the door and thought my heart was going to stop. Kripa was standing in the corner crying.When I saw a mouse run across her shoes I snatched her up and carried her into the house." Mrs. Sharma sighed. "She had horrible dreams for weeks."

"I bet she never chased after bunnies again" Angad said.

"She moved on to cats" Mrs. Sharma said dryly. She pushed back her chair and stood. "I better go get Louie.He doesn't like to be left alone." She bent down and kissed Angad on the cheek. "Your alright kiddo."

"Your not so bad yourself."

Once Mrs. Sharma left Angad went to check on Kripa. She was lying on her side with her hands tucked under her cheek.

Angad grabbed the afghan off the back of the couch and covered her with it.

Please let her dreams be peaceful he prayed as he watched her sleep.

Chapter 55

Kripa woke from a bad dream to find it was still dark outside. The sound of Louie whimpering in his sleep filled the silence.

Blindly Kripa felt around until she came in contact with his tiny body. "It's okay sweetie" she muttered, stroking his back. "It's only a bad dream."

Kripa threw back the covers and scooted toward the edge of the bed. She stood and reached for her robe. Slipping it on she moved to the door and opened it.

You know what happened last time you went downstairs in the dark she thought as she crept down the stairs. You ended up with a busted lip.If you run into Angad don't wake him.

"Couldn't sleep?"

Kripa stifled a scream, but just barely. "D*** you Angad Khanna. Are you trying to scare me to death?" she snarled, placing her hand over her wildly beating heart.

"I'm sorry" Angad said, turning on a lamp.

"You scare me like that again and you will be" Kripa said, moving toward the couch.

Angad took her hand the minute she sat down beside him. "What are you gonna do? Hit me."

"No, but I might pee all over myself." Kripa smiled at Angad. "Guess whose gonna be the one to clean up the mess?"

"I'll never scare you again" Angad said with a grin.

"Smart man" Kripa remarked. "So what are you doing up?"

"Bad dream" Angad sighed.

"Must be going around" Kripa said, squeezing his hand. "I had a bad dream.Louie had one and now you."

Angad raised an eyebrow. "What makes you think the dog was having a nightmare?"

"He was whimpering" Kripa said. "He only does that when he's asleep.Makes me think he's having a bad dream."

"You wanna tell me about yours" Angad said, propping his feet up on the coffee table.

"Mom and I are on a plane" Kripa said. "We're talking when the intercom comes on and one of the pilot's starts to speak.He said we have to make an emergency landing.All of a sudden the cabin goes dark.I hear screaming and than a loud explosion.That's when I woke up."

Kripa glanced at Angad and saw his face had lost all color. "What's wrong?" she asked slightly alarmed.

Angad gripped Kripa's hand and took a deep breath. "In my dream I find Dadi crying.I ask her what's wrong and she tells me the police came by.They told her your plane went down and no one survived."

"Oh, d***" Kripa said. "That is freaky, but why would the police come here? We're not related.They would be trying to locate my next of kin."

"D*** it that doesn't matter" Angad growled, letting go of Kripa's hand. "What matters is that you dreamed the plane exploded and I dreamed you died in a plane crash.Do you know what that means?"

"Yes, we stop sharing out nightmares with eachother" Kripa said, trying to lighten the mood. It didn't work. If anything it made Angad angrier.

Angad grabbed Kripa by the arms. "What it means is your not getting on that plane in the morning" he said through clenched teeth. "You can drive.H*** you can walk there, but your not flying."

"Don't tell me what I can and cannot do Angad" Kripa said, eyes flashing. "You don't own me." She jerked away from him and got to her feet. "I'm going to bed."

"Go ahead, run and hide" Angad snarled. "You've been doing it all your life.Why stop now."

Kripa spun around. "What did you say?" she whispered.

"You heard me" Angad snapped. He stood and moved closer. "I didn't stutter."

"I don't wanna fight with you" Kripa said, crossing her arms in front of her.

"Oh, so we can fight when you want to, but when I want to forget it" Angad said.

"That's right.Isn't that how selfish people act?" Kripa asked, gazing into Angad's eyes.

"Don't you dare throw that back at me I apologized for calling you selfish" Angad declared. "Although i'm starting to wonder why I did that."

"And i'm starting to wonder why I even took a chance with you" Kripa shot back.

Angad placed his hands on his hips and shook his head. "Because you were tired of being alone."

"Well i'm beginning to think i'm better off being alone" Kripa said, looking away.

Angad snorted. "Why? so you don't have to feel anything.Your so use to burying your feelings it's a wonder you can remember how to feel."

Stunned Kripa gaped at him. "Oh, I can feel and right now I feel the urge to hit you."

Angad spread his arms wide. "Here I am.Stop talking about it and just do it."

"No" Kripa whispered, staring at the floor.

"Why? Come on come and hit me I told u I wont stop you. Come on Kripa why wont you hit me?"

"Because I use to watch my father hit my mom" Kripa cried out. With tears in her eyes she glanced up. "I promised myself I would never follow in his footsteps."

Angad reached out and touched Kripa's cheek. "I'm sorry-"

"I'm tired" Kripa said, backing up. "I have to get up early."

She turned around and headed toward the stairs. All she wanted to do was get as far away from Angad as she could. Once Kripa reached the safety of her room she locked the door and than shrugged out of her robe. She slipped beneath the covers and picked up Louie.

"At least I still have you" she whispered, holding him close.

You have him because Angad gave him to you said the little voice in her head.

Her eyes aching from holding back tears Kripa turned her face into her pillow and prayed for sleep to come and claim her.

Chapter 56

Kripa didn't know if she could make it through breakfast with Angad sitting across from her. Everytime she glanced his way she thought about the fight they had and the words they had spoken in anger.

If Dadior Mrs. Sharma noticed the tension between Angad and Kripa they didn't show it.

"Honey are you feeling okay?" Mrs. Sharma asked, concerned. "You've barely touched your food."

Feeling Angad's eyes on her Kripa hoped her voice was steady. "I'm fine mom," she lied. "How much time do I have before we need to leave?"

Mrs. Sharma checked her watch. "About twenty minutes.I'd like to be on the road by eight."

Kripa pulled back her chair and stood. "Than I better take Louie outside and see if he needs to go."

"I think the little rascal is on the couch," Mrs. Sharma said, to Kripa's retreating figure.

"I thought you were flying," Angad said, frowning.

"That's what I thought," Dadi chimed in.

"We were until Kripa came into my room and asked me if we could drive there," Mrs. Sharma said, getting to her feet. She carried her plate to the sink and than rinsed it off before placing it in the dishwasher. "She said she didn't think she could get on the plane.I saw how upset she was so I agreed to drive."

"I'm afraid me and Kripa had a rough night," Angad said, laying his fork down on his plate. He told Mrs. Sharma and Dadi about the dreams he and Kripa had.

"Oh, my.No wonder she was so upset," Mrs. Sharma said, a few minutes later.

"You poor dears," Dadi muttered.

Angad grimaced. "That's not all.We got into a fight."

"Well you get up from that table young man and you go talk to her," Dadi snapped.

"I don't wanna make things worse," Angad said, miserably.

Mrs. Sharma placed her hand on Angad's shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Honey you can't let Kripa go off to New York with the way things are.Go talk to her.You know if you don't you'll regret it later."

Kripa was watching Louie chase a squirrel across the backyard when Angad sat down beside her on one of the lounge chairs.

"He doesn't stand a chance of catching it," Angad said, making small talk.

"I know, but i'm hoping he'll wear himself out and sleep for a while," Kripa said, keeping her eyes on the dog.

"Kripa we need to talk about what happened."

"What's there to talk about?" Kripa asked, coldly. "I think we've said all there is to say."

"No, we haven't," Angad said, harshly.

Calm down he told himself. If you lose your temper she won't listen to what you have to say.

"Listen i'm sorry for what I said and i'm sorry for hurting you because that's the last thing I wanna do."

"Don't apologize for what you said," Kripa said, softly. "You were only telling the truth." She looked at Angad. "Why do you think I was angry and hurt?"

"Because I was being a jerk," Angad declared. "I got mad because you weren't taking our dreams seriously."

"They're just dreams," Kripa said, exasperated. "They don't mean anything."

"Well if they're just dreams than tell me, why are you driving instead of flying?" Angad asked.

"I don't wanna talk about it," Kripa said, rising from the chair.

"Oh, no.We're not going through that again," Angad snarled. "Answer the question."

Livid Kripa grabbed a handful of Angad's shirt. "I've had just about enough of you ordering me around."

"Fine." Angad gritted his teeth. "Please, would you answer the question."

Kripa looked down into his eyes. D*** you Angad Khanna.You won't be satisfied until your the one with all the control.

"You wanna know why I decided to drive and not fly," she whispered. "Okay, i'll tell you.I'm doing it for you."

Kripa let go of his shirt and backed away. "I couldn't sleep after our fight.I layed awake thinking about you.It was wrong of me not to consider your feelings." She paused. "These dreams bothered you and instead of listening to what you had to say I just shrugged it off."

Kripa bent down and picked up Louie. "Angad i'm sorry if sometimes I come across as being a little, well selfish.I-"

"Honey it's time to go," Mrs. Sharma said, coming toward them.

"Give me a minute," Kripa said, handing her mother the dog.

"Come on Louie.Lets get you into your little cage," Mrs. Sharma said, walking away.

"I know you don't wanna say goodbye," Angad said, standing up. "So I-"

"So your gonna shut up and kiss me." Kripa wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned into him.

Angad kissed her softly on the lips. Reluctant to let go he held her close.

"I-I h-have to g-go," Kripa whispered hoarsely, pulling away.

"Darlin' please don't do that," Angad croaked. Taking the sleeve of his sweat shirt he wiped a tear from Kripa's cheek. "Your gonna have me crying."

Kripa smiled through her tears. "One person crying is enough."

Angad kissed her one more time and than stepped back. "Go before I lose it and beg you not to leave me."

Kripa touched Angad's cheek and than turned around and started to walk away.

"Kripa," Angad called out to her.

Kripa turned and looked at him. "Yes?"

"Thank you for not flying."

Kripa winked at Angad. "It was my pleasure Khanna."

Angad watched Kripa go wondering how on earth he was going to make it through the next four days without her.

Chapter 57

Kripa pulled up in front of Kavya's apartment a little after six that evening. Tired and stiff from sitting all day she was relieved to get out of the car and stretch her legs.

"Honey I love you," Mrs. Sharma said, as she climbed out. "But i'm getting too old for this.Next time we're flying."

I'll let you break the news to Angad Kripa thought, pulling Louie out of his cage. "Now I want you to behave," she told him. "This isn't our home."

"For the next four days it is," Kavya said, hurrying down the steps.

Behind him moving slower was a girl with auburn hair and smokey gray eyes. When she stopped in front of Kavya, Kripa saw her head barely reached the middle of his chest.

"Anju you remember my aunt," Kavya said, giving Mrs. Sharma a hug.

"It's nice to see you again ," Anjali said, smiling.

"You too," Mrs. Sharma said, returning the smile.

"And this beautiful lady with the snarling dog is my cousin Kripa," Kavya said. "I'd give you a hug, but I don't think he'd like that."

"Louie you stop that," Kripa hissed. "You'll have to forgive him.He's a little demon."

Anjali giggled. "He's adorable. I'm Kavya's girlfriend by the way."

"Yeah, she's all mine," Kavya sighed.

Anjali elbowed him in the stomach.

"Hey," Kavya said, rubbing his stomach. "You know I was just joking.I'm crazy about you."

"I just bet you are," Anjali said, dryly.

"I am," Kavya declared. "Why don't we go inside where it's warm.Dinner's almost done.After we eat i'll grab your suitcases."

The apartment Kripa saw when Kavya gave them a quick tour consisted of two bedrooms, one bathroom, a small kitchen and a living room. Located on the second floor there was a small balcony off the living room.

"Much better," Mrs. Sharma said, glancing at her surroundings.

"What do you mean by that?" Kripa asked.

Mrs. Sharma winked at Kavya. "When I was here for the convention I came by to visit and the place looked like it had been ransacked."

"It wasn't that bad," Kavya said, grinning.

Anjali snorted. "It always looks bad.The place is clean because I cleaned it."

"I helped," Kavya said.

"All you did was take out the garbage." Anjali told him.

"So, that was a lot of garbage," Kavya growled.

"While you two argue over the garbage, i'm gonna go call Angad and let him know I made it here okay," Kripa said.

She stepped into the guest room and closed the door.

Angad was on his hands and knees in the Sharma's kitchen when his cell phone started ringing. He got to his feet and grabbed the phone off the counter. He grinned when he saw it was Kripa's number.

"Khanna's Exterminating Service.I kill all rodents and vermin."

"Are you any good?" Kripa asked.

"You better believe I am."

"Too bad you don't know anything about obedience training," Kripa said.

Angad chuckled softly. "Louie giving you trouble?"

"Always," Kripa said. "We stopped for lunch.Thinking he might have to go I took him out of his cage and put him down."

Angad heard Kripa sigh.

"He saw a cat and went chasing after it.There went the cat up a tree.When he wasn't busy chasing the cat he was barking and snarling at people.Anyway, what are you doing?" Kripa asked, changing the subject.

"Well I was searching your kitchen for small holes.I'm getting ready to set some traps."

"Don't get your fingers caught in any of them," Kripa cautioned him.

"Thanks a lot Sharma. Now I probably will."

"I'm sure you'll do fine," Kripa said. "I hate to let you go, but we're getting ready to eat.I wanted to call and tell you we made it here."

"Thank you for that," Angad said, softly.

"Talk to you tomorrow?" Kripa said, hesitantly.

Angad smiled. "Of course.If you have a bad dream or just wanna talk my phone's always on."

"And mine's always on too.Well good night."

"Good night lovely Kripa."

Angad waited until she hung up before he closed his phone. "Four long days," he muttered. "I'm already talking to myself.Pitiful."

He grabbed a piece of cheese and a mouse trap. "Alright Mickey, your days are numbered."

"Dear if you need someone to talk to i'm here," Dadi said, entering the kitchen.

Angad glanced at his grandmother. "I know you are Dadi."

"Going to get that mouse?" Dadi asked, sitting down.

Angad nodded. "I'm gonna try."

He placed the loaded trap on the floor in front of the sink and than moved away. "Kripa called a few minutes ago."

"Than she made it there safely?"

"Yes," Angad whispered.

Dadi eyed her grandson closely. "You miss her already.Don't you?"

"Dadi if you don't mind i'd rather not talk right now," Angad said. "I have more traps to put down."

Dadi stood and embraced Angad. "I understand you want to be alone.If you need anything-"

"I know where to find you," Angad interrupted.

Relief washed over him when Dadi left without another word.

Chapter 58

Dadi and Dr. Bose stood in front of the couch and watched Angad as he slept. He was sprawled out on his back snoring softly.

"I don't think he went up to bed last night," Dadi whispered.

"We should wake him," Dr. Bose muttered. "Dilip and Naina will be here soon."

"What about that husband of yours?" Dadi asked.

"His mother is sick," Dr. Bose said. "So he's going to spend the day with her.I'll take care of our little boy while you go take a look at the bird."

Dadi bent down and brushed a lock of hair off Angad's forehead. "He looks like an angel when he's sleeping."

"An angel with bad breath," Dr. Bose said, wrinkling her nose.

Smiling Dadi went to check the turkey.

Dr. Bose sat down on the coffee table and gave Angad a gentle shake.

"What?" Angad mumbled, opening his eyes.

"Hey, sleepy head.You need to get up" Dr. Bose said.

"What time is it?" Angad asked. He yawned and than ran a hand across his face.

Dr. Bose glanced at her watch. "A quarter after nine."

Angad groaned as he sat up and stretched. "Why did Dadi let me sleep so late?"

"I don't know," Dr. Bose said, moving from the table to the couch. "So how are you?"

"Fine."

"Have you talked to Kripa?" Dr. Bose asked.

Angad nodded. "Last night."

"What did she have to say?"

"Not much."

Dr. Bose moved closer to Angad. "Mom told me Kripa drove. How long does it take to get to New York by car?"

"What the h*** is this?" Angad snarled. "Twenty questions.I don't know how long it takes.Your smart.Look it up."

"Okay, well it was nice talking to you." Dr. Bose got to her feet.

"Bua i'm sorry," Angad said, softly. "Please stay."

"Talk to me sweetie," Dr. Bose said, sitting back down. "What's wrong?"

"I don't know," Angad said, bending forward. He thrust his fingers through his hair.

"I think you do," Dr. Bose declared. "Your just trying to ignore it."

Angad sighed. "I miss Kripa. She hasn't been gone long and already I miss her.Now if that isn't pathetic I don't know what is."

"There's nothing pathetic about missing someone and there's no time limit on how long a person has to be gone before you can miss them," Dr. Bose said, amused. "Kripa will be home soon.In the meantime you can call and email her.Your not completely cut off from her."

Dadi came back into the living room wiping her hands on her apron. "Or better yet, why don't you go to New York."

"Oh, no," Angad said, shaking his head. "It would take too long by car and i'm not getting on a plane."

Dadi sat down beside Angad and took his hand. "You know your Dadu was afraid of flying too."

Shocked Angad gaped at his grandmother. "I never knew that. He never looked scared when he got on a plane."

"Well he was, but he didn't let it stop him," Dadi said, smiling. "There was this one time early in our marriage when I had to go to North Carolina for a week.I was gone for two days when your grandfather couldn't take it anymore.He flew to North Carolina.I believe your father was conceived while-"

"Dadi please," Angad muttered. "I don't wanna hear about that."

Dadi laughed softly. "What i'm trying to say dear is that your grandfather believed in facing his fears head on."

"Yes, he did," Dr. Bose agreed. "He had a little saying that he would recite to himself whenever he was afraid. "I will not fear the things I cannot see, but embrace them and by God show them i'm the boss."

"That sounds like Dadu alright," Angad said, missing him more than ever. "I can't go to New York.I'd feel like I was intruding and besides, what if Kripa doesn't want me there."

The phone on the table beside Dadi stared ringing. She reached over and picked it up.

"Khanna residence."

"Hi Dadi."

"Kripa," Dadi said, glancing at Angad. "Happy Thanksgiving."

"You too," Kripa said.

"Would you like to talk to Angad?" Dadi asked.

"Yes, please," Kripa said, politely.

Dadi handed the phone to Angad and than beckoned for Dr. Bose to follow her.

Angad waited until he was alone before he raised the phone to his ear.

"Hey, Sharma. What are you up to?"

"Oh, nothing much," Kripa told him. "I'm just standing on the balcony looking around.There's a nice view of the sky scrapers.They're beautiful lit up at night, but it's not home."

Angad swore he heard a note of sadness in her voice. "Something wrong?" he asked.

"I'm just a little restless," Kripa said. "Well to tell you the truth I feel like something's missing."

Angad smiled to himself. I know what your missing darlin'.Me.

"Well maybe it'll turn up when you least expect it," he told her.

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Chapter 59

Mrs. Sharma went in search of Kavya later that day and found him on the balcony. He was sitting at a small table with his laptop open in front of him.

Kavya paused when Mrs. Sharma sat down beside him. "Sorry about this," he said, gesturing at the laptop. "I have a paper due on Monday."

"I don't expect you to drop everything to entertain me and Kripa," Mrs. Sharma said, shivering inside her coat. "It's cold out here. Why aren't you inside where it's warm?"

Kavya snickered. "The cold air is keeping me awake. All that turkey I ate made me sleepy. I nodded off at one point. Woke up to find the keyboard had drool on it. That's when I knew I had to come out here."

Mrs. Sharma stuck her hands in her coat pockets and sat back. "There's something I want to ask you."

"I'm listening," Kavya said, returning his attention to the screen.

"Would you mind if I invited Angad to come and stay? I think Kripa misses him."

"I think you're right. You're not the only one who has been watching Kripa," Kavya confessed. "The only time she seems happy is when she's talking to Angad on the phone. Invite him. I don't care. The couch makes out into a bed."

"Thank you honey," Mrs. Sharma said, standing. "Don't stay out here too long."

"I won't," Kavya told her.

Once inside Mrs. Sharma removed her coat and hung it up. Taking her cell phone from her pocket she moved to the couch and sat down. She flipped open her phone and dialed Dadi's number.

Angad answered on the third ring.

"Hello."

"Hello, Angad. Do you have a minute? I need to talk to you."

"I'm all ears, Mrs. Sharma," Angad declared. "What did you want to talk about?"

"Kripa."

"Is she okay? Did something happen to her?"

Hearing the panic in Angad's voice, Mrs. Sharma quickly assured him. "She's fine Angad. Please calm down. Listen would you like to come to New York?"

A loud crash filled her ears.

"Angad, are you okay?" she asked alarmed.

"I-I'm fine," Angad croaked. "I dropped a glass. Mrs. Sharma, I've been thinking about calling you and asking you if it was alright to-"

"Come to New York," Mrs. Sharma interrupted.

"Yes," Angad said softly. "To be honest with you I'm miserable without your daughter."

He's falling in love with my little girl.

The thought filled Mrs. Sharma with apprehension. The last thing she wanted was to see Kripa get hurt again. She vowed to take Angad aside later and have a talk with him about his intentions towards Kripa.

"Kripa hasn't said anything, but I've been keeping a close eye on her and I can tell she misses you," Mrs. Sharma remarked. "So will you come to New York? Of course I'll pay for your plane ticket."

"Mrs. Sharma thank you for the offer, but I'd like to pay for my own ticket," Angad said. "As soon as we hang up I'll call the airport and then I'll let you know what time my flight is."

Kripa sat on the park bench and watched as the birds ate out of a feeder that hung from a nearby tree. Occasionally, Louie, who was lying on her lap, raised his head and growled at people passing by.

As it had the entire day Kripa's mind drifted towards thoughts of Angad. She wondered what he was doing and if he missed her as much as she missed him.

Don't go thinking you're something special Sharma. He's probably out somewhere having a good time with friends. You're the last thing on his mind.

"Hey little cousin," Kavya said, plopping down onto the bench. "I see you found the park."

"You know for being surrounded by buildings it's quiet here," Kripa said, looking around.

"Yeah, I like to come here whenever I'm stressed. I just sit with my eyes closed and listen to the silence," Kavya said. "It calms me."

Kripa nodded. "There's this place Angad took me to. It was out in the middle of nowhere. At least I think it was," she said, smiling. "It was dark out. I couldn't see much until we got there. Oh, Kavya the view is amazing. We were standing on a cliff. Spread out below us was the lights of town. Now that I found calming."

Kavya gazed into Kripa's bright eyes. "I'd ask you to take me there the next time I visit, but something tells me you think of that place as yours and Angad's."

"I do," Kripa whispered. "I know it might seem stupid."

"Not at all," Kavya said. "Anjali and I have a special place. We have to share it with everyone, but that doesn't bother us." He shifted on the bench, trying to find a more comfortable spot.

"Where is your special place?" Kripa asked intrigued.

"The Statue Of Liberty," Kavya said, grinning. "It's where Anjali and I met."

"Really?"

"Yep, I'll never forget the night we met. I was there with a girl I was dating and Anjali was there with a guy she was dating. We literally bumped into each other. I took one look at her and I was gone. That was over a year ago. I can't imagine my life without her."

Kripa thought back to the day she met Angad in the school parking lot. It seemed like years ago instead of three short months. The memory was enough to send a wave of longing through her so strong it brought tears to her eyes.

Before Kavya could see them, Kripa quickly looked away.

Angad stood in front of the enormous window and stared at the plane he was about to get on. The only thing that was keeping him from turning around and going home was Kripa.

His stomach churning, Angad sank down onto a nearby chair and took several deep breaths.

"Dear everything's going to be alright," Dadi said, sitting down beside him.

"That's easy for you to say," Angad snapped. "You're not the one getting on that big hunk of metal. Oh, God. I think I'm going to be sick."

Angad jumped up and ran to the restroom, where he leaned over the toilet and emptied the contents of his stomach. Once he was done he flushed the toilet and exited the stall. After rinsing his mouth out and blowing his nose, he rejoined his Grandmother.

"Feel better?" Dadi asked.

"Oh, sure," Angad said, dryly. "Loads better."

"Well good," Dadi said, giving his hand a pat. "Now be a dear and keep your mouth shut. Your breath stinks."

Angad snorted with laughter. "Gee thanks a lot."

Dadi winked at Angad. "You're welcome."

"You know," Angad said. "I wonder if the plane Kripa was supposed to get on yesterday morning made it to New York."

"You're wondering if the nightmare you and Kripa had came true, aren't you?" Dadi asked.

Angad nodded.

"Do you know what airline she was going through and what time the flight left?" Dadi asked.

"I don't know the airline, but her flight was for 8:30."

Dadi stood. "Let me see what I can do?"

Angad sat there and watched Dadi as she made her way to the ticket counter. He took a deep breath and felt his stomach lurch. Not again, he thought.

"The lady checked the computer and said all flights yesterday to New York made it on time," Dadi said, coming back several minutes later. "You see, your nightmare didn't come true. You were worrying over nothing. You need-"

"Flight 219 to New York is now ready to board," the intercom suddenly announced.

"Here we go, dear," Dadi said, standing.

Feeling queasy, Angad got to his feet. "Dadi promise me you'll take care of yourself."

Dadi embraced her Grandson. "Don't you worry about me."

"I can't help it," Angad whispered. "I love you."

"I love you too," Dadi said, stepping back. "Now you better get going. Call me in the morning and you be a good boy."

"Yes, ma'am," Angad responded, bending down to pick up his bag.

He took one last look at her and then turned and made his way towards the gate.

Chapter 60

The plane was only half full when Angad boarded. He chose an aisle seat and stored his bag in the overhead compartment. Once he was positive he had a vomit bag on hand, he took his seat and strapped himself in tight.

What now?

Angad's answer came, ten minutes later, in the form of a Stewardess, who gave the passengers instructions on what to do in the event of an emergency.

I'll tell you what to do, Angad thought. You put your head between your knees and kiss your ass goodbye.

Several minutes later, Angad felt the plane began to move. Gripping the armrests until his knuckles turned white, he closed his eyes and tried to think about something else. He remembered the words his Grandfather used to say when faced with fear.

I will not fear the things I cannot see, but embrace them and-

Angad forgot the rest of it when he felt himself being pressed back against his seat. The plane he realized was leaving the ground.

I guess it's too late to change my mind, he said to himself. I'm stuck on this damn flying bird.

Deep down Angad knew if he were given the chance to get off he wouldn't. He was on his way to Kripa and nothing short of God was going to stop him.

"Would you like something to drink?" a voice asked him, a few minutes later.

Angad opened his eyes and glanced up at the Stewardess. "Well Maria," he said, reading her nametag. "How about a nice stiff drink."

Maria raised a shapely eyebrow. "How about some identification showing me your twenty-one."

Angad sighed. "Never mind."

"That's what I thought," Maria said, smirking. "If you need anything let me know."

Angad nodded. With nothing but time on his hands, he pulled a rolled up copy of Sports Illustrated out of the inside pocket of his coat. He was in the middle of an article about the upcoming baseball season when the plane started rocking.

Cursing under his breath, Angad dropped his magazine and clutched the armrests as people around him began to talk.

Just then the intercom came on.

"This is your Captain speaking. We are heading into a storm. I ask that you please stay in your seats and make sure your seatbelts are securely fastened. We are going to try and get through this as quickly as possible. For those of you who have motion sickness we have provided you with a vomit bag. Please feel free to use it. Thank you for flying with Coastal."

You're not welcome, Angad said silently. With each rocking motion he felt himself growing sicker. Afraid he was going to throw up, he grabbed his vomit bag.

Don't think about the plane rocking. Think only happy thoughts.

Angad breathed in and out slowly as he thought about many things. The fishing trips he used to take with his Grandfather...The stories they would tell while sitting around the campfire...The summer he spent in Florida water-skiing...The first time he and Kripa kissed.

"Please try and relax," Maria said, appearing suddenly. "Everything will be fine."

"I'll relax when I can get off this damn plane," Angad growled.

"Why are you flying when it's obvious you hate it?" Maria asked.

Angad leaned his head back and gazed at the Stewardess. "May I ask you a question?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever cared for someone so much that you'll do anything just to be with them? To hold them close and kiss their lips...To hear them say your name and see them smile at you."

Slowly, Maria shook her head.

"Then you can't begin to understand why I'm sitting in this seat."

"Kripa, would you please sit down," Kavya said, trying hard not to lose his temper. "You're driving me crazy."

Kripa stopped pacing the floor and glared at her Cousin. "Angad's plane is forty-five minutes late. I'm scared and all you can think about is yourself."

Kavya got to his feet and moved towards the ticket counter. "Have you learned anything new about flight 219?"

"All I know sir is that the plane encountered a storm," the lady behind the counter said. "It's possible the Captain changed courses. If that's the case it will take longer for them to get here. As soon as I hear something I'll let you know."

"I'd appreciate it," Kavya said. He turned around and bumped into Kripa.

"I'm sorry for what I said," Kripa said quietly. "I didn't mean-"

"It's okay," Kavya told her. "You don't have to apologize."

Kripa sighed and rubbed her forehead. "I don't know what possessed him to get on a plane. He's afraid of flying. Not to mention he didn't want me to fly, because of those stupid dreams we had."

"A guy will do any thing for a woman," Kavya said dryly. "Especially one he cares about. Why don't you try his cell phone again?"

"I keep getting his voicemail," Kripa declared, sitting down. "What if something happened?"

"Hey don't think like that," Kavya said softly. He sat beside her and put an arm around her shoulders. "We've got to keep a positive attitude."

"It's a little hard to be positive with all of these horrible images racing through my mind." Realizing how difficult she was being, Kripa groaned. "Would you think me silly if I were to apologize again?"

She felt Kavya shake with laughter.

"You are silly kiddo and I told you- you don't have to apologize."

Kripa checked her watch. It was 12:50 a.m. Angad's plane was fifty minutes late.

Unable to sit still another minute longer, Kripa stood and began walking the floor again. With every step she took she fought against the panic that welled up inside her.

God won't take Angad away from me, she said to herself. He's not that cruel. Everything's going to be okay. Kavya's right. I need to think positive.

Wrapped up in her thoughts, Kripa jumped with surprise when the intercom came on and a voice spoke. "Flight 219 will be arriving shortly. I repeat flight 219 arriving shortly."

Relief flooded through Kripa, making her weak in the knees.

Thank you, God.

"Kavya, did you hear that?" she asked, turning to face him.

"Every word," Kavya said, rising. "I'm going to go call your Mom and let her know what's going on."

"Thank you," Kripa said, giving him a hug. "For being here with me."

"That's what family is for," Kavya told her. "Now sit down. I'll be back in a little while."

Alone, Kripa sat on the edge of a chair to wait. Anxious she kept glancing at her watch, wishing time would fly by. Just when she thought she couldn't take waiting another second she looked up and saw Angad coming towards her.

Standing, Kripa ran to him and threw her arms around his neck. "Oh, God, Angad, I was so afraid. Are you alright?"

Angad dropped his bag at their feet and put his arms around Kripa's waist. "I am now," he whispered in her ear. "I've missed you so much."

Kripa pressed her cheek against Angad's. "And I've missed you. These past two days without you have felt like two years." She stepped back and gazed into his eyes. "You're never getting on a plane again."

"Oh, darlin' you don't have to worry about that," Angad said. "My flying days are over."

Kripa leaned in to kiss him and frowned when he turned his head. "I'm sorry," she said hurt by his rejection.

"Not as sorry as I am. I want to kiss you so badly, but I've been throwing up. So we're going to have to wait until I can brush my teeth."

Kripa brushed her lips against Angad's jaw. "I understand. Why don't we get out of here?"

"It's like you read my mind," Angad said, bending down to retrieve his bag.

"Excuse me."

Angad turned around. "I should think after watching me throw up you'd never want to see me again."

Maria grinned. "I've seen a lot of people puke. I never caught your name."

"It's Angad, Angad Khanna and this is Kripa Sharma. Maria was the Stewardess on my flight," he explained to Kripa.

"He wanted me to serve him alcohol," Maria said wryly.

Kripa snickered. "Did he now?"

"I thought if I got drunk the flight would be a little more bearable," Angad remarked.

Maria snorted. "For you maybe. Anyway, I just wanted to know your name." She turned to leave and stopped. Looking at Kripa, she smiled. "Don't ever let him get away."

"I don't plan to," Kripa said, looping her arm through Angad's. "I know I'm lucky. It was nice to meet you. I don't mean to sound rude, but it's been a long night for all of us."

"Yes it has," Maria said. "Well good luck to both of you." Pivoting on her heels, she hurried away.

It was 1:30 by the time Kavya, Kripa, and Angad made it to the apartment. While Kavya went off to bed and Angad took a shower, Kripa pulled the couch out and made it up. She was almost done when Angad walked into the living room.

"I didn't expect you to make my bed," he told her. "I could've done it."

Kripa fluffed a pillow and then put it down. "I don't mind doing it. How do you feel?"

"Much better." Angad pulled her close. "I bet you're shocked I came to New York."

"I was," Kripa whispered. "When Kavya told me you were flying here I thought he was joking with me."

Angad chuckled softly. "You know, I believe I owe you a kiss."

His words sent a rush of excitement through Kripa. "You do?" she asked eyes sparkling. "I forgot. It must've slipped my mind."

Angad cupped Kripa's face between his hands. "Let me refresh your memory."

The minute their lips met, Kripa felt alive for the first time in days.

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