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Part 14

Khushi shoved spoonful after spoonful of pulao laced with curries and raita, finishing poori after poori, swallowing the food frantically without tasting, trying hard to outrun her galloping heart and chaotic thoughts that crowded her mind. Hey Devi Maiyaan what had just happened upstairs. If her stomach had not rumbled what would have happened by now. She stole furtive glances at her husband through the thick screen of her lashes. Lean fingers tore pooris, wrapped them around curries, the same fingers that created magic on her skin. Khushi gulped as she stared hypnotically at stubbled cheeks puffing up as he chewed, reminding her of identical movement as he had suckled her nipples earlier. Tearing her eyes away from him, she grabbed the first thing she could lay her hands on and literally inhaled the food in minutes, drawing a pair of amused caramel eyes to her. Arnav watched in astonishment as Khushi polished off the huge silver bowl full of rice kheer, faster than a platoon of hungry soldiers seeing food after a siege.

'Khushi', she paused in her frantic eating and looked at the direction of the husky voice. Arnav had finished eating and was leaning back in the chair, an intent look in his eyes as he gazed at her.

'Stop….Kya kar rahi ho… Breathe..'

Khushi ignored the command and continued to eat.

'Khushi..', the voice came a little louder this time.

'Tum aise kyun kha rahi ho….Are you getting nervous, by any chance?'

'Ner…nervous…na nahin toh', Khushi croaked.

'Good, hona bhi nahin chahiye….Main tumhe kha thodi jaunga….at least not right now'.

The pregnant silence was broken by the clank of a heavy silver spoon being dropped by nerveless fingers on the gleaming wooden floor.

Khushi got up, pushed the chair away and prepared to run, only to be caught by Arnav Singh Raizada and pulled unceremoniously in his lap.

'Khana achcha tha?', came the solicitous query.

'Ji', Khushi nodded, her gaze fixed at the open collar of his shirt.

'And the kheer?'

'Ach..achcha..'

'Let me see'

Arnav grasped Khushi's chin and licked away the tiny grains of rice stuck at the corner of her lips.

'Delicious..', came the verdict.

Apologies for the super-late, super-short update.

Will send PMs tomorrow...