SS: Living Without You: Part 27 updated - Page 30

Part 22

She turned around, presenting him with a view of her back. The perfect figure, the fullness of her hips, her slender arms, the long, silky hair. A gust of wind blew her hair away from her back. His heart stopped beating in shock and male appreciation. Saying that the blouse had a low back would be an exaggeration as the blouse did not have much cloth at the back as far as his eyes could see. There was just some flower holding the thin edges together. His fingers itched to get to that flower. He had always loved gardening.

"Are you alright?", Khushi asked. Arnavji looked pale. His fists were clenched. Maybe he was sick or tired.

"I am OK. Aren't you dancing?", he asked in his low, husky voice, his mind still bent on picking that one golden flower.

"No. I am tired...", she said like a little child, just missing out on rubbing her eyes with her hands.

Arnav smiled tenderly."Come home with me.", he invited.

She nodded.

He located Buaji, Amma, & Babuji, and informed them that he was taking Khushi home as she was tired.

"How can she not be tired? She works from dawn to dusk, Nandkisore!"

"Shall we leave too?"

"Haan, Babua. We will come too."

"No, Buaji, Amma. Enjoy the function. I will see to it that Khushi sleeps."

"Haan, Bitwaa. Please take her home. Don't let her sit down to make more sweets."

Arnav smiled, and left Madhu's house with Khushi.

It was late evening, almost fully dark. Streetlights and the lights in Madhu's house and yard fought a losing battle against the encroaching night. Arnav, knowing that Khushi was prone to accidents, made her walk well away from the road, walking between her and any unsuspecting vehicle using the road. They walked side by side silently, their arms swinging gently. He stepped closer to her, and his hand touched hers in passing. She looked at his face. His profile gave her no clue to his state of mind. As they swung their arms, his hand touched hers again. And again. They enjoyed the silent touch in the dark.

Unfortunately, Madhu lived quite close to Gomti Sadan. They reached home too soon. Arnav took out his key and opened the lock. They entered the courtyard.

"Khushi, I have never been to the terrace of this house.", he said.

She looked at him, astonished. "Would you like to...?", she asked hesitantly.

"Yes. Now." He gave her no chance to back off.

She led the way to the terrace, past their rooms, and up the stairs. Following her, Arnav enjoyed the view. She opened the door to the terrace. It was dark and windy. Music from Madhu's house could be heard faintly. Arnav looked around. There weren't any houses or buildings of this height around Gomti Sadan. The darkness too helped to conceal their presence.

"You can see the whole of Lucknow from here in the daytime...", she boasted.

But Arnav did not want to see the whole of Lucknow. All that he wanted to see was standing right in front of him.

"Will you dance with me, Khushi?"

"Uuhh?"

"I know you are tired. Don't worry. I will do all the work...", he whispered, his allure increased a hundredfold by the darkness.

(Shruti_P, u rock, baby!)

He caught hold of her arms and positioned them, her left on his shoulder and her right in his. His right hand conquered the bare curve of her waist. The warm skin quivered at the touch of his possessive palm. They swayed to the music in the dark, each of them learning the other through their senses of touch and smell. His right hand moved up her back, sliding beneath her hair, touching the sole golden flower guarding her modesty. His fingers played with it, gently pulling and releasing it, twisting it. Khushi shuddered, moving closer and closer to the warmth of his familiar and beloved body. Soon she was in his arms, held tight, close to him.

(Thanx, Shruti_P)

They stood locked together, at peace, only stars witnessing their closeness. Heaven on earth. At that moment, Arnav understood the meaning of this usage.

A while later, he led her down the stairs to her room. She was drooping with tiredness. He sat on her bed, waiting while she changed in to her night clothes in the bathroom. She crawled in to her bed, and stretched out with a sigh of pleasure. He covered her with her blanket, sat by her, and held her hand as she slept in peace.

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