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Khushi threw the pen in annoyance at her lack of concentration; her mind, soul, heart and body had not been realizing her surrounds or the book, which were lain in front of her eyes. Heaving a long sigh of defeat for not being able to study further, Khushi allowed her thoughts to take her to last night, particularly what happened after her confession.
Arnav gazed at her ever-so tenderly, drowning her with him t world of theirs. Just when she felt so lost in them, Arnav's words awakened every cell of her body, making her alive after a skip of a heartbeat.
"I love you too, Khushi."
Khushi rested her head on his heart, listening intently to the sync thudding of their heartbeats.
"I am so lucky t have you in my life," Khushi whispered, closing her eyes in contentment.
"Just as lucky as I am." Arnav intertwined their fingers together, and pulled her face up for a passionate kiss, pouring all the love he had felt for her as much as he could. Her hands found his nape while his slid into her top, feeling her thin, soft waist against them. His hands drew circles, and Khushi's skin burst into goosebumps. Khushi moaned his name as his hands moved up, reached under her breasts. Arnav broke the kiss for some air, showering her face and neck with open-mouthed kisses before turning her in his arms, so that he was on top of her. he unhooked her bra and squeezed her mounds lightly, and was earned with another loud moan. His hands moved under the piece of clothes. Khushi leaned up, and bit Arnav's neck before soothing the spot with her tongue as she experienced the new pleasures of passion and love. Just as she did so, Arnav hooked her bra, and kissed her mouth lovingly. He rested on her shoulder for two minutes before excusing himself for a shower while Khushi took a while to recover from the new experience.
Khushi blushed again, recalling what had happened. Although everything had been new to her, she could not feel scared, not when she was in his arms.
The turn of the doorknob caught Khushi's attention, and Arnav walked into the room.
"Hi," Arnav kissed her forehead. Such gentle touches and kisses grew habitual between them.
"Hi."
"Your exams start from Monday, right?" Arnav looked at the book, notebooks and pen which were scattered on the bed.
"Yes."
"So, are you ready?" He sat on the recliner, and loosened his grey tie after taking off his black shoes.
"Almost," Khushi replied with a sigh.
"What happened?"
"Nothing. Shall I warm diner up for you?"
"I've asked Hari Prakash on my way. You just need to dedicate your time to your exams." Arnav moved to sit beside her on their bed.
"Before being a student, I'm a wife with responsibilities. Come, let's go downstairs." With a big grin on his face, Arnav walked beside Khushi.
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Akaash rested his head on the pillow; his phone was in his right hand and pressed to his ear. He groaned as he spoke, "two weeks is a long time, Payal."
"I know, Akaash. But we cannot go out when I have exams."
"Of course, sweetheart, but I can't help feeling a loss."
"They will pass quickly. Now tell me, is there any progress with Khushi?"
"Yes. Bhabi had a kind heart even when she tries to act tough."
"I know. Khushi is just a sweetheart." Payal's voiced dropped, and she blushed, realizing that she just used the endearment which Akaash just called her with.
"Just like you, sweetheart...urrmm..Payal Bhai is calling me, talk to you later. Take care and study well."
"You too, Akaash. Bye."
Arnav asked Akaash to join him for dinner as per Khushi's instructions, and Akaash had to oblige.
Khushi served them dinner, and the three of them caught up with the day's events.
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The next two weeks passed with Khushi's exams. Arnav would come home late to give her longer time to study, and buy some chocolate for her then they would chat for an hour at night. The support Arnav had shown for Khushi, had touched her heart that she had thought she could not fall more for him.
Akaash had got two chances to meet Payal for an hour, and he was thankful for that. They had gone to a nearby cafe, and had had fun.
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It was, Friday, the last day of the exams; Arnav had picked Khushi from university, and together they had lunch. After two hours, they headed to Rahul's house as Khushi wanted. The Khannas were very happy to host them. Anjali and Khushi baked a cake, leaving Priya with Arnav and Rahul. The young girl sat on her Mama's lap, and kept playing with his tie.
"I think Sri Lanka deserved the win," The ladies heard Arnav say this to Rahul when they walked out of the kitchen.
"That's right." Rahul agreed with him.
"Not again," Anjali groaned and Khushi giggled at the former's reaction. "I've forgotten that you too like cricket, Bhabi," Anjali added.
"You watched the matches during your exams?" Rahul asked.
"Yes, Jijaji." Khushi replied, taking a seat beside Arnav. Priya moved to sit between Arnav and Khushi.
"And you allowed her to watch them, Arnav?"
"Yes. She used to study and watch the matches at the same time."
"He has been too strict. I've watched only India matches." Khushi used a complaint tone.
"She loves Virat Kohli." Arnav told the others.
"Just as a cricket player," Khushi defended herself sheepishly. Anjai and Rahul laughed hearing that.
"She only loves you in that way," Anjali said to Arnav with a laugh, embarrassing Khushi.
"You're embarrassing her, Anju," Rahul intended to scold Anjali, but he grinned while speaking. Arnav looked at Khushi tenderly seeing her cheeks go all red.
"Why don't you try the cake?" Khushi diverted the topic. She stood up and cut the cake into pieces before distiribute it in plates.
The rest of the evening went on in alight mood as they discussed different topics from sport to politics to education, etc. By nine p.m, Arnav and Khushi left to their home with complaints from Priya, who claimed to feel neglected, and a promise from Khushi to take her out on Sunday.
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Arnav gazed at Khushi, who was standing in front of the wardrobe to choose a night clothes. He walked measurely to her, his eyes moving on her body up and down. Wrapping his arms around her waist, Arnav pulled Khushi against his chest. Khushi gasped at the sudden contact before resting her back on Arnav's chest and closing her eyes. She felt content.
"I missed you." Arnav's husky voice reached her ears as his hands moved her hair to the right shoulder. Arnav bent lazily and took Khushi's earlobe between his teeth. He continued to kiss her neck slowly as if he had all the time in the world.
Khushi understood that he meant he missed being intimate with her; she felt a surge of joy at his confession. She had missed him too.
She had recently realized the physical attraction that she feels for him, and hearing the same from him, made her happy. Before, she had thought of such imtimacy as lust, but now she had realized it is a part of their marriage, desire and love.
She still could not forget the pleasure she experienced that night when they confessed their love, and the mere thought of her wanting more, had made her feel scandalous a bit at the beginning, but that feelings had not lasted.
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