Chapter 2:
Khushi walked into her house and was greeted with Nani and Anjali's presence, Khushi went and took Nani's blessing,
"Arey bitya, kahan gaye thi aap?"
"Haan Khushi, hum aapka kabse intezaar.."
"Woh Anjali ji, hum apni ek dost se milne gaye tha or der hogayi"
"Acha, anyways hum apko yeh batane aye the ke kal hum chotte ke saath apko milne ayage, is that fine with you?"
"Er, Anjali ji, woh humne decide kiya hai ke hum unhe sagai ke din he milenga"
"Kyu Khushi bitya?"
"Nani woh, humare friend ne hume ek dare de hai ke sagai ke din thak hum unke baare mein kuch nahi jaan sakte, unse mil bhi nahi sakte"
"Khushi, yeh kaise stupid dare?"
"Haina Anjali ji, humne bhi kaha tha, magar, woh"
"Acha koi baat nahi"
"Khushi bitya hum chalte hai, aur haan aapki amma baazar gayi hain, ek gandhe mein laut aaingi"
"Ji, Nani"
And as she bid them goodbye and entered her room, Khushi was furious, Nani and Anjali's annoying habit of calling her would be chotte was getting on her nerves, not once had they said his name so atleast she could know what he was called?
But no, she was stuck with hearing chotte this and chotte that, urgh and her stupid friend Nesha, for giving her that darned dare, the only thing she did know about him was he had, had a lot of girlfriends, he was the supposed playboy thus the reason she had taken Lavanya's advice and gone to the infamous Arnav Singh Raizada.
Arnav sat down on the sofa, today had been a busy day but out of everything that had happened in the day, he couldnt get Khushi out of his mind, she was a heck of a unique girl, with guts to ask someone she hardly knew such a thing but she was naive as well, thinking no one would try to take advantage when a beautiful lady like her gave such a tempting offer,
"What are you thinking chotte?"
"Er, Di, Kuch bhi toh nahi"
"Pakka?"
"Yes Di"
"Chotte, I wanted to tell you, we wont be going to the Gupta's tomorrow, you and Khushi will only meet at the engagement now"
Arnav was having a hard time hiding his glee, this was exactly what he had wished for, now he could have the pleasure of seeing a very shocked Khushi when she found out, he was the same person she was getting married to.
"Di, if you dont mind, Can you not tell Khushi anything about me?"
"Why chotte?"
"I want to have a talk with her myself, please Di?"
"Acha theek hai, I'll take leave now, your jiju is waiting outside for me, we need to get home, it's late"
"Sameer's outside, why didnt he come in?"
"He did come in, but you came late, he is waiting for me now, I need to go"
"Okay Di, see you tomorrow"
"Bye"
Arnav lay down on his bed, the moment his future wife had walked in, there hadnt been a single minute in which he hadnt thought about her, it was like he was addicted to thinking about her, the way she had walked in, the nervousness, the way she was wringing her hands, the boldness of asking him to teach her to make love, the confidence yet the innocence, she was perfect in all sense, and he could not wait to start lessons and even more could not wait to practice what all he would teach her, he smiled at his last thought.
"Ah, Arnav tonight, your dreams will only consist of one person, one lady to be precise, Khushi"
Khushi lay on bed thinking about Arnav, she did not know him but had still gone to him to ask her to teach him something so intimate, but she felt a strange sense of trust, she could trust him, he would not take advantage of her, she had noticed the amusement in his eyes when she had told him the reason of her visit, soon it had been replaced by some unknown emotion which she could not figure out, her heart-beat accelerated at the mere thought of her meeting him tomorrow, she was excited yet nervous, but there was something else, she did not want to meet him just because she had a lesson with him, she wanted to go because she wanted to see him again, there was something about his eyes, they were so deep, she could stare into them forever, he was a very attractive man, with such eyes and dark hair,
"Khushi, what are you thinking about? You are going to get married in sometime and you are thinking of another man like that? You will just learn from him, thank him and never see him again" she chided herself.
Khushi was awoken by the sound of her phone ringing, she groaned,
"Urgh subah subah kis ko chain nahi araha"
She picked up the call,
"Hello"
"Khushi, are you still sleeping? It's like 2?"
"WHAT, it's already 2?"
"Haan Khushi, You're a very early riser so what happened today?"
"Err.."
How could she tell her friend she had spent the night thinking about Arnav Singh Raizada and his eyes, and hadnt gotten any sleep until dawn.
"Kya howa Khushi? Were you thinking about jiju?"
Khushi felt guilty all of a sudden, she was getting married yet she spent the night thinking about another man?
"How can I think about him when I dont know him? All thanks to you"
"Arey Khushi, you have your whole life to know him and this bet was your own choice"
"I hate you Nesha, now bye, I need to freshen up"
"Chal, talk to you later"
Arnav paced his study, it was 3:30, half an hour more and she would be here, he did not know why but he was overly-excited to see her.
Khushi stood outside the door not knowing what to do, should she ring the bell or turn around and go back home and forget the whole thing?
"No, Khushi, you've made a commitment and you'll furfill it, you have to learn this"
And she rang the bell,
Arnav opened the door to see Khushi standing there in a plain white chooridaar, and to say he was stunned was an understatement, he was mesmirized by her beauty, the way the white matched her skin, the way she was biting her lips, everything about her was so inviting.
"Come in Ms.Gupta"
Khushi entered the house and followed Arnav to his study,
"Have a seat Ms.Gupta"
Khushi sat down on the chair,
"Any refreshments?"
"I'm fine, thankyou"
"Ms.Gupta, calm down I wont eat you, you dont need to be so nervous"
"I'm..I'm not nervous"
"Then why are you hell bent on tearing your dupatta?"
Khushi looked down to see her wringing her dupatta, her face flushed in embarassement,
"Lets not try to make small talk Mr.Raizada, it'll make it more awkward"
"As you wish"
"Shall we start the lesson Ms.Gupta?"
"You may call me Khushi"
"Why is that, this is afterall very professional dont you agree?" he said rasing his eyebrow
"Yes, it is, but er it'd be awkward for me to learn something so intimate and yet you call me so formally"
"Ah, I see, okay then Khushi, we shall begin our lesson"
Khushi nodded and took out a pen and a notebook from her bag, Arnav was amused
"What is that for Khushi?"
"To note down points, so I dont forget anything"
Arnav coughed, how could someone be so innocent?
"Are you okay?"
"Yes, I'm fine, but you wont be needing that"
"Why?" she looked genuinely shocked
"Because what I will teach you, you will never forget"
"Is that so?"
"Yes Khushi"
Khushi shivered, his voice had been so sensous when he had taken her name, so alluring,
Arnav bend forward, so that they were on eye-level,
Khushi looked away,
"Khushi, if you dont look at me, how will I teach you?"
He was too close, Khushi could feel his breath fanning her cheeks, her heart raced and her body tingled,
"Sir, you are too close"
"Arnav"
"Huh?" she turned to look at him
"If I call you Khushi, you call me Arnav"
"O..Okay Arnav"
He came a bit more closer, so that now they're knees were in contact and that physical contact send shock through Khushi's body
"In our first lesson you will learn how to kiss"
Khushi eyes widened, this was going too fast, she had thought he would start with basics, but directly kissing?
"Arnav, if you would move I could take my pen and paper"
The innocent look in her eyes and her lips were too tempting for any man too resist, so without further thought, Arnav brushed his lips against her's, Khushi froze.
His lips felt so soft against her own, and the way they were moving, something rippled in the pit of her stomach, her toes curled, she unknowingly arched her body, so that it could come in contact with his, Arnav groaned, her body touching his was making him lose all rational thought, he was suppose to be teasing her not the other way around, Arnav put his arms around her waist and pulled her closer, Khushi gasped, Arnav took the chance and deepened the kiss, Khushi's eyes opened wide as she realized that his tongue was in her mouth, she put her hands on his chest and tried to push him away, Arnav felt a slight push, he opened his eyes to see Khushi trying to push him away, Arnav moved back,
"YOU PUT YOUR TONGUE IN MY MOUTH"
"Khushi, I was teaching you how to kiss"
"I know how people kiss and they do not use tongues"
"Have you kissed before?"
"No, er, but my friends have and they have told me, you just use your lips"
"Khushi, you also use the tongue, this is what people call the french kiss"
"Well, I do not like it at all"
Lying was bad, she knew it but she could not tell him the truth and tell him she had enjoyed it could she?
"What will you do when your husband kisses you like that?"
Oh dear, she hadnt thought like that, what if she did not like it when he did it? No, if she had liked it with Arnav she would like it with her husband as well.
"Is it important to use the tongue?"
"Yes, Khushi"
A tremor went through Khushi, Damn the man, did he have to take her name like that? It made her body tingle, no man should be able to arouse such feelings.
"Can you not speak like that?"
Arnav took a step forward, he leaned his head towards her's
"How Khushi?" he whispered
Khushi shivered,
"Like that?"
"Like what?"
"Like your.."
"Like I'm?"
"Like..Like.."
Arnav moved his head forward, so that now there lips were inches away,
"Say it Khushi, Like?"
"Arnav, please move away, I dont like it when your close to me"
"Why Khushi?"
"Because it makes me feel things I dont want to"
Arnav smirked, she was affected by him, that peice of knowlegde made him feel so good.
Khushi saw Arnav move back, she breathed a sigh of relief, after he had moved back she could think rationally,
"You kissed me?"
"You have pointed that out before"
"I told you I only wanted notes, no touching or anything"
"Khushi, I could not give you notes on that, it would have been uncomfortable"
"I dont care, you violated the terms"
"Excuse me, when did we have terms?"
"I dont know, I dont care, you shouldnt have kissed me"
"Jeez Khushi, it was just a kiss"
"No, it wasnt just a kiss, it was my first kiss which I wanted to have with my husband not with a stranger"
And she slumped down on the chair, tears brimming in her eyes,
Arnav felt over-whelmed with some unknown emotion, she wanted to save her first kiss for him?
Techincally, she had, had her first kiss with him, she just did not know it.
"I am sorry Khushi, I'll remember that the next time"
"You think there'll be a next time after you did this to me?"
"There will be a next time Khushi and I did not do anything to you"
"I am never coming back here again, it is my own fault I did"
Arnav walked forward and stood infront of Khushi, he rested his hands on the armrest and leaned towards Khushi,
"Khushi, tomorrow, same time, same place, you will be here and I will teach you the next step and this time we'll do it with notes, okay?"
Did he have to keep using that voice?
Darn him, urgh, wasnt there ny off button, so she could switch off the feelings she was feeling?
Why was her body tingling?
Why was her heartbeat accelerating?
Why was her stomach filled with butterflies?
Oh God, why did Khushi have to look at him with such innocent eyes?
It made him lose control, all he wanted to do right now was kiss her senseless, but he had to keep reminding himself, she was an innocent.
Crap. Why the heck was she biting her lips? Didnt she know the affect she had on him?
Arnav moved away from her, the more distance the better.
Khushi saw Arnav move backward, she took the chance to stand up and rush towards the door,
"I am leaving Arnav and dont expect me here tomorrow"
"Oh, I will, because you will be here tomorrow Khushi"
A chill went down her spine, this man had to top using that voice and with that thought she rushed out of the study and out of the house.
Arnav smirked, his future wife sure was a treat, she would be so much fun to tease.
So, if the update is late, you have an idea:)
Teaser:😳
"Should I go?"
"No, I shouldnt go?"
"Should I?"
"I shouldnt, what if he tries to kiss me again?"
Arnav put his arms around her waist and pulled her against his chest,
"Next time, be on time Khushi or the consequences will be worst"
And with that he covered her lips with his own.
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