Chapter 19
Payal subtly slipped out of the kitchen.
She knew it was him outside. From her mother's calm face and the time past since Khushi went out, she knew it was Arnav.
She was dying to see who he was, how he looked like. After all she was Khushi's sister and knowing Khushi, she had to see who fell in love with her.
She approached the closed door and knocked before opening.
"Aaahhh" she screamed covering her eyes.
"Payal!" Khushi turned out.
"Khushi!" Payal yelled back.
"What" Khushi narrowed her eyes.
"Thats just too much pda"
Khushi gazed around and came back to her sister, "I see only you"
"Yeah I am public" she replied.
"Drama queen, what about the hell you put me through with your fiance?" she asked moving away from Arnav.
"Nobody asked you sit and watch" she smirked.
Rolling her eyes she turned to Arnav, "Arnav this my sister Payal, and Payal this is Arnav."
"Hi lover boy!" Payal giggled as she shook hands with him.
"H-hi" he replied.
There was another crack sister?
"No im not. I much much sane than Khushi. Its just that I couldnt imagine some liking Khushi and so am a bit excited" she explained reading his thoughts.
Oookay she is just a sane crack, he decided.
"Is your dad home Khushi?" he asked.
"No not yet"
"He is here. There!" Payal pointed at the car pulling up onto the drive way.
"Would you like to stay for dinner Arnav?" Payal asked.
"Yeah, if your parents will be okay with it..."
"Of course! Come on in" she waved her hand.
"Great!" Arnav smiled and steppee inside the house.
Khushi just stared at her sister in seconds do Devi Maiyya knows what.
Dad didnt even know anything yet, she thought running behind them inside.
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"The dinner was really nice. Your mom cooks well" Arnav told Khushi as he looked through her childhood pictures.
"Yeah I know. What did you ask dad?" she stood in front of him her hands on her hips.
"A lot of things. He is cool, I like him."
"Arnav! You what I am talking about"
"What are you talking about?"
"Arnav" she literally growled.
"I missed you saying my name like that" he huskily whispered pulling her on his lap.
Khushi blushed red.
"Why didnt you ask me first?" she asked.
"I was at your house, thought why not do it the proper way"
"I see"
"Yep"
"Well...?"
"Hmm?"
"Arnav"
"Yes baby?"
"Ask" she ordered.
"Woah there!" he grinned nuzzling her neck.
She kept silent. If she had not eavesdropped on her parents and his conversation, she would never have found out.
The family liked him immediately, obviously.
"I am thinking of extending my stay here and calling my family over" he said looking at her expression.
"They wont eat you..."
"Why do you want to call your family over?"
"So they can meet you"
"Why would they meet me?"
"To approve of you?"
"For?"
"Cooking, cleaning, talking and bearing babies" he replied smirking.
She shoved his shoulder, "Arnav!"
"Why are words so important?" he asked with genuine interest.
"Because they come from your brain which in a way controls your heart"
"Funny, I thought the heart was the main one, you know giving brain blood so it can work..."
"Yeah it does but if brain stops working so does heart eventually"
"Really?"
"Yeah thats why you are a fashion designer..."
"Oh yeah add brains to that list of things my family will be wanting..."
"Oh my god Arnav! Im serious!"
"Fine kiss me"
Controlling herself, she gave him a quick kiss.
"Now"
"Mmm, spend the night with me"
"No!"
"Okay" he shrugged his shoulders without a care.
Khushi places her hands around his neck and gave a slight squueze.
"Fine"
"Great now let to go before you kill me" he pushed her off his lap.
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