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Eighteen

According to Kripa, Angad Khanna was romancing her. It sure as hell seemed like it when he stopped the zippy little convertible they had rented in front of a very elegant restaurant. Because she was willing to play the game with him, she waited until he rounded the hood of the metallic grey Lamborghini and opened the door for her. She allowed him to take her hand and lift it to his lips before he gave the keys away to a man dressed in a stiff white suit.

"What's on your mind, Khanna?" She slid her arm through his and she tipped her head back to look at him. His face was shielded of any emotion.

"Let's just say I'm courting you." He stopped in front of the glass doors and leaning down kiss her lightly. "You're going to like this." He said and led her into the restaurant. There was a matre d' at their service right away.

"Mr. Khanna. It's so nice to have you. You room is ready. Would you like to go there straight?"

"Of course."

"Can I take the ladies coat?" He asked.

"I've got it." Angad took her coat, slid it down her shoulders, and let fingers brush there lightly. Kripa smiled at him as he gave her coat away. Then taking her arm again, he led her to the elevator. "So, what do you think so far."

"Very, very nice." She smiled at him, leaned her head against his shoulder a moment before the elevator opened and led them both into a small candlelit room. "Angad." She reached for his hand as she looked around. There was a table set in front of a window. A bottle of champagne was already there chilling in a silver bucket. A rose was lying beside it. "It's beautiful."

"Isn't it." He smiled at her and went to get the rose while Kripa stood at the door just looking. He bought back the rose and tapped it lightly against her cheek. "Your eyes are going to pop." He chuckled when her eyes fluttered back to his and she flushed. "Man, I owe you." He handed her the rose and pressed his lips to her brow. "Come on." He took her hand and walked her to the chair, pulled it out for her, allowed her to sit first, and then rounded to sit himself. Carelessly, he popped the bottle of champagne and poured two glasses, handed her one before picking up his. "You want to make the toast?"

"Hmm." She never took her eyes off him. "To us, Angad. Just the two of us. I love you." And, she tapped her glass lightly to his, sipped, then set it down. She began to fold her hands in front of her when Angad reached over and linked his fingers with hers.

"These last two days were the best I've had in sometime." He brought their joined hands to his lips and kiss her hand lightly. "Our last dinner was a disaster."

Kripa winced and slid back into her chair. "Let's not think of that. You were the rudest human, husband," she narrowed her eyes at the grin. "I was shocked, Angad." When he lifted both brows while taking a sip of his wine, she sighed and smiled at him. "Fine I was jealous." She shrugged and smiled at the young lady who set down a basket of bread and some butter in the center of the table. Kripa chose a bread and buttered it. She lifted the piece to his lips and watched his take a bit. "I was also hopelessly in love with you."

"I wish I knew." He sipped again and opened the menu the waitress had slid in front of him. "What do you want to eat?"

"Why don't we start of with salads?" She watched Angad signal a waiter and smiled. It was so easy for him to sit in a fancy place like this and look elegant yet so male. She linked her fingers under her chin and watched him order her salad and himself some soup. It surprised her that he knew what she liked. So maybe she had under estimated him.

He looked back at her once the young waitress who was serving them from the night left. And smiled. The candle light flickered in those calm grey eyes of hers. He knew she wasn't paying attention to his actions but just him. Reaching over he brushed his finger down her cheek and brought her back. He could have sworn she blushed for just a second and lowered her eyes. It aroused him.

She looked beautiful. "You're beautiful Kripa. I don't tell you often enough." He smiled at hers and poured more of the bubbly wine into their flutes. "We should change that to red wine if you prefer that with your salad."

"It's fine. I want to walk with you after dinner Angad." She wanted to hold on to him for sometime. She just smiled at him instead and sipped the wine he had just poured her.

"That would be nice." He pursed his lips and looked at her. "There's a very nice art gallery in town. We could go and visit it tomorrow."

She grinned at him then. "That's if you let me get out of bed before dinner time. But," she continued quickly when he opened his mouth to speak. "I want to put together my own art exhibition Angad. Something small maybe." She sipped her wine and then looked back at him. "I want another baby Angad. And I wasn't to quit teaching and go into art." She reached for his hand. "I know I said I wanted to wait for sometime, but I don't." She lowered his mouth to the hand he lifted for her face. "Will you support me?"

His eyes narrowed a little. "If anyone supports you with the baby I'm going to murder you and the man." He watched her eyes fill before she laughed and pressed her lips to the back of his hand again. "I love you, Kripa. And I want more children. I want them with you," he said and made her laugh again, as he wiped her tears. "Why don't you tell me what your plans are for the art exhibition you are planning on."

"Well." She forked into her salad once it was there and told him her plans.

Nearly an hour later, when they were finished with their dinner, two bottles of wine, and their coffee cooling in front of them, neither one of them could think of a way to spend a dinner outside better. Angad knew he had different plans for tomorrow night. Plans that included them eating a romantic candle lit dinner in their hotel room. In bed. That was the important part.

"I think you should alternate your ideas. Add paintings you've done and have. I'm sure we could get critics on that." Because he knew they both were done he signaled for the check. While he received it, babbled on about the showing her had planned better than her, Kripa wished she had a paper and a pen handy to write the ideas down. She only wished that she was going to remember them all, because they sure had been great.

Angad slid in the cash, added a very healthy tip and closed the little black leather folder and stood as Kripa did. He helped her on with the coat and pressed his lips against the base of her neck. "You're still up for that walk?"

"Of course I am." She slid her hand into hers as they walked into the elevator and then turned the moment the doors closed and rising kissed him. "I had a good time."

He brushed his fingers through her hair and smiled into her eyes. "So did I. It's not over yet," he told her and kissed her lightly as the doors opened. They got a few smiles, a wink from a middle aged man, as they walked out, fingers linked. A blind man could tell they were a couple madly in love. He asked for the car to be taken to end of the parking lot and walked with her over the manmade bridge over a manmade lake in the garden of the restaurant.

"It's a pretty night." Kripa mumbled as she looked up into the full moon. She didn't protest when Angad stopped and brought her into his arms again just to hold on. It felt almost as if he had read her mind. Almost absently, he brushed his lips over the top of her head and slid his hands under the coat to bright her closer, and to run his hands over her back.

"It's a perfect night," he assured her as he slid his fingers over his spine. "It's getting cold."

Her lips curved lightly, she kept her eyes closed and tightened her arms around him. "It's perfect." She mumbled. "You are perfect. You feel perfect."

"So do you." He kept her in his arms around moment and then began leading her to the car.

When they arrived at the hotel he repeated the ritual of giving the car away and leading her to their room. Except when they reached at their door and Kripa began to reach for the keys, he stopped her by pinning her against the door and kissing her. She smiled against his lips and slid her arms around him again and tilted her back just a little. He lead her through the kiss like a tango. Slow and lasting for one moment, then fast and tearing the next. She didn't know what she could have gotten in the next second.

It was the kiss every woman wished for.

Then he was opening the door, bracing her against him, and then walking in and closing the door behind them. His lips never left hers. He turned her again so she was pinned against the door a second time and clicked the lock.

The heat left the kiss again and he slowly tore his mouth from hers and lowering it pressed it to the side of her throat. Pleased when he moaned lightly, she tilted it back to give him more room. While he nibbled slowly down her neck he helped her slip out of her jacket and let it fall from her shoulders to the floor.

They both stepped out their shoes watching each other, together, and then took a step closer to the bed. Kripa stepped forward again and slid his jacket off and began to work on the tie. He didn't touch her yet and let her take her time with the tie that she had knotted a few hours ago. She tugged the tie, let it fall and undid the first button of his shirt. Before staring of the second one she leaned over, reached up and pressed her lips against the hollow of his neck. At the same time she tugged his shirt out of his pants, slid her hands under the shit, over his back, down again. She slid her lips up and nibbled lightly on his jaw as her fingers brushed his stomach. They both heard his gasp before she unbuckled the sleek black belt and drew it away.

Her mouth bumped his once, she looked at him for a second, closed her eyes, and kissed him again. Her fingers undid the second button. She kissed his chin, then the center of his throat and worked her way down to the exposed, warm flesh right above the unexposed skin. She wasn't sure but she thought he whispered her name before he slid the dressed off her shoulders and lowered his mouth to kiss each of them one by one.

They undressed each other together, standing beside the bed, taking their time with each detail. When Angad finally lowered Kripa to the bed and pressed her against the mattress from his weight, they both sighed. Her arms came around his neck, her fingers slid into his hair as he brought his mouth to hers. Then her fingers slid out again, and toyed with the tips of his hair as he toyed with her mouth.

He kissed the corners of her lips, then brushed his lips right under her lower lips and made her groan, as she lifted her mouth to seek his. He smiled to himself and slid his lips over her cheeks and then over her ear. And he smiled again when she cupped his neck and pressed her fingers at its base. Her eyes closed, she turned her face and he lowered his mouth to nibble behind her ear. He worked slowly down the side of her throat and felt both their hearts pick up speed at once. By the time he finally pressed his mouth to hers, neither one of them could have been sure whose heart was beating when.

His hands finally brushed down her and hers did the same in response. He smiled and pressed his lips against her stomach. His hand slid down her hips before he reached for her hand again. Then looking into her eyes, which were very smoky, seemed a little unclouded, but when he touched his lips to her fingers, he knew they were still looking at him, he knew she was still aware. He wanted her to be aware. He wanted to show her no one could love her the way he did.

When he knew he'd taken her over the peak, when she erupted beneath him for a moment before she griped his hands again, he slid into her and whispered her name against her ear.

At the same time Kripa and Angad were over come with love for each other, Tia entered Adi's room with a blue mug, half way filled with black coffee and one cube of sugar. She had surprised herself as well when she had realized she knew exactly how he liked his coffee. She had also assured herself that was only because she had worked with him and studied with him for so long now.

But when she saw him standing in the window of his bedroom and she knew it wasn't just friendship, though it was a huge part of it. She took her eyes of him and walked beside him. She set the mug on the windowsill and looking out into the starry night with him. She hadn't stood like this looking into the sky at night for so long. With Jay it had always been work. If he wasn't working he was thinking about it. If neither they both spent the evening or night in bed, talking, just hold on to each other, making love, talking about the baby that had been growing in her then.

The pain stabbed her and she clutched her hands at her stomach like she had just been hit with actually physical pain. She knew it was only emotional the minute she felt her stomach completely flat. People hated the baby fat that over took a woman's body during and after pregnancy, Tia knew she could have died for it.

"Aditiya, your coffee is going to get cold." She picked it up for him and held it out for him to take it. "It should be strong enough."

He sipped. Oh, yes, he thought with a small smile, it was perfect. "You know you are the only other person after Soniya who knows exactly how to make my coffee."

"I guess that was a compliment. And I also guess I should say thank you. So, thank you." She smiled as he sipped again. "I'm going back to bed."

"Tia." One hand holding the mug, he held her wrist with the other. "Stay here for sometime. I promise I'll keep my hands off." When her lips curved charmingly he knew he had lost nothing. He let the mug sit on the sill again and lowered his forehead on hers. "I know I said hands off. Well I'm not using any."

She laughed and wrapped hers around him and pressed her cheek against his heart. It wasn't until then that she noticed he was stripped to the waist. She told herself to pull away, to walk out of his room and back into where she had been sleeping. But his arms around her were protective, comforting. She didn't have the heart to pull away. Instead she stepped a little closer and closed her eyes. The thought that he felt so perfect, as did the moment, only passed her mind and never reach her lips.

"I don't think I can let you go Tia. Not for tonight anyways." He slid his finger under her chin, tipped her head back, and smiled. "Stay here. I'll just talk to you."

"I don't think I can keep my eyes open for another night. I'll share the bed with you, Aditiya."

"Just the bed," he promised and picked up his coffee again. She nodded in agreement and watched him finish the coffee off. And, convinced him to let her go and wash the mug out.

When she came back, he was already in bed, one arm under his head. She turned the lights out, left the curtains open and slid in beside him. Neither one of them knew who turned to the other first but they were holding on the each other, sharing a pillow, in the center of the bed.

"I don't think I will be able to sleep on this bed without thinking of you, Tia. You don't know how many times I've wanted you here beside me. When I saw in Mum's kitchen a few days ago I wanted to ask you why couldn't you just marry me and live with me so I could walk into the kitchen and watch you cook for me. To take care of me. So I could take care of you in return." He closed his eyes and lowered his head on her shoulder. God, he needed her. "It's so hard to come back to an empty house. Specially one this big."

"It's difficult coming back to an empty house period. Small or nig doesn't matter." Nothing had felt his right to her since the moment Jay had slipped out of her hands. And she knew in that moment she could love this man and spend the rest of her life with him.

What did it mean to fall in love a second time in life? Did it mean the first man didn't you enough? Or did this one love you more? Hadn't she thought that no one could love her more than Jay did? But now while Adi held on to her, her head shifted to his shoulder, she knew that Adi loved her just as deeply as Jay loved her. Their reasons were different, they were different. But perhaps they both loved her equally. She closed her eyes and bit back and sob. She had two men who loved her at once when some craved for just one man's love.

She thought instantly of Jaya and Kripa. It made her heart weep for them. At the same time it made her feel horribly guilty. Did she deserve two men to love her this endlessly? Looked up at Adi and saw him sleeping. She smiled and brushed her lips over his shoulder almost absently.

She fell asleep shortly after and didn't wake till the next morning. And, when she did wake-up, finding herself pressed against Adi's chest, his arms still around her, she knew she hadn't slept a more peaceful sleep in a very, very long time. When she closed her eyes again, she fell asleep a second time just as easily and peacefully.

Kripa heard the buzzing but it sounded so far away that she simply turned around and decided to go back to sleep. But then the buzzing got louder and registered as the phone ringing more than something buzzing. She elbowed Angad and heard him mumble something. She mumbled something back, turned back into him and tried to let the phone just ring away.

When it finally stopped ringing, Kripa smiled into Angad's chest and began to fall back asleep and sighed as Angad ran his hand down her back. When the phone shirked again, she groaned reaching over Angad, grabbed the phone. She could have bribed him with anything and he still wouldn't have moved. She grinned at his sleeping face and kissed him on his forehead.

"Hello."

"Hi, Kripa." Natasha Khanna slid into the large leather seat of the small place she had rented for the time and smiled into the phone. "What's up?"

Kripa settled against Angad again and looked up at the ceiling. "The ceiling."

Tash chuckled and ran a hi-lighter through her fingers. "What about under you?" Her voice carried a mischief as she leaned over a law book and highlighted something.

"Very bad, Tash. Don't you know how to talk to your elders?" But she grinned. "Nothing is under me but the bed. Your brother is very nearing snoring beside me. Why are you calling us this early anyways?"

"Kripa, babe, it's almost one in the afternoon your place honey. Obviously Angad didn't let you sleep all night."

"Ha. Ha." Kripa looked at the clock. It was almost two actually. She allowed herself to smile. Her husband was going to freak when he found out. "How are you enjoying you break?"

She looked quickly over her table at the thick books of law, the notes spread around, inserted between books, paper clipped under a paperweight. Oh yeah, she thought with an inward sigh, she was sure enjoying her vacation. "It's great. Can you wake-up that snoring brother of mine. I need to ask him something."

"I can try." She hooked the phone between her ear and shoulder. "Angad, wake-up. Your sister wants to talk to you."

"Tell her I'm on my honeymoon and I'm unavailable for the rest of the week to talk about law cases." He turned his face and wrapped his arms around her.

"You heard that?" Kripa asked Tash as she rested her head on Angad's. "Why are you looking into cases anyways?"

"A little prep. Give him a shove. It's important." Tash sighed and sat back in her chair. "Just put it on his ear."

"Okay." Kripa shrugged and pressed the phone at his hear.

"Alright champ. People vs. Cruz. Spit it all out." She slid forward, a pencil posed in her hand, ready to scribble down anything she already didn't know."

"Shit, Tash. Why can't you leave work alone for a day?" Grumbling, he sat up and rubbed his face. "Ok. I'm not repeating myself." He smiled at Kripa when she leaned over to kiss his cheek before going into the shower. He grinned when she left the door slightly open in an invitation.

Thirty minutes later he hung up the phone and had recited a whole case book to his sister. He Hadn't wanted to get into the conversation, but once the girl started discussing, you were hooked. He sighed and looked at the bathroom door. It was still open he smiled and stepping out of bed walked into the bath. Kripa was brushing her hair, wrapped in a heavy white robe, smelling like a rose.

"You didn't want for me." He said and wrapped his arms around her waist, pressed his lips against her scented throat.

"You took to long." Dropping the brush she turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck. "What did Tash say?"

"Nothing you care about." He stood stripped to the waist in front of the mirror and examined his face. "Should I shave again."

"You plan to make love to me again, then you are shaving. Otherwise no. Rather I don't mind." Angad observed himself a moment in the mirror and then finding his shaving cream lathered it on his face. "I'll go order lunch."

"Hmmm." He looked at himself in the mirror as he shaved and thought of his sister again. She needed him, something was troubling her, but she wouldn't tell him. A man maybe? A bad break-up.

Angad pulled his upper lip between his teeth and swept the razor over the cream. She wasn't dating as far as he remember. She hadn't told him anything. He shook his head and rinsed his face before taking his tooth brush. She didn't tell him it didn't that she hadn't been seeing anyone. Maybe she was in love and the boy didn't want her.

She could be having school trouble. Law wasn't an easy career to make. He knew that. He'd been through the thick books, the boring lectures.

He shook his head and rinsed his mouth. She wasn't the type of student who worried about her grades. She solved the problem by studying and preparing. Then what could it be? She looked tensed when she had arrived. She'd sounded frustrated, short, on the phone.

Angad stripped out of his pajamas and stepped into the shower. There was only one person who could solve his problem, Angad realized when he came back to Kripa making the bed, with the lunch set on the table. Her name was Tia Khanna.

Four hours behind them, at eleven in the morning, Tia shifted and her body rubbed intimately against Adi's. And she knew it was Adi sleeping beside her and not Jay. It comforted her to know that it was Adi, that she wasn't in a bed, in a house all by herself. Maybe if she hadn't miscarried she would have had a little boy or girl to be with in a few months.

She didn't think about that then. Instead she lay awake in Adi's arms. She could make him breakfast she thought. Plus, she was starving. She looked up and he was still sleeping. Smiling, she slid out of bed and into his closet to find herself something to wear. She picked his jeans and a shirt.

When she was done showering, she slipped into the white cotton shirt and folded the sleeves, and tied it at the back. The jeans hooked at her lips loosely but enough to not fall down. Bending down she folded the ends and then looked at herself in the mirror and grinned. Taking the band around her wrist, she tired her slowly curing hair back into a pony and slid down stairs to make breakfast.

She turned the small TV he had kept in the kitchen to just listen to something. After looking through the kitchen, Tia decided on French Toast in the end. Humming to herself, she took out break and bread. She looked around for powdered sugar but found maple syrup instead. Shrugging, she decided to do with maple syrup.

She turned around and bumped into the solid wall of Adi's chest. She gasped and stepped back. "Hi. Good morning. Sorry. I wasn't looking. I hope French Toast is fine. Don't you have any powdered sugar. Do you want me to get the coffee started?" She turned around and started the coffee. "I borrowed your cloths. I hope you don't mind." She plugged in the coffee maker and added began grounding the coffee beans.

"No it's fine. You shouldn't have bothered with breakfast, Tia." He frowned as she started to poke through the cabinets for corn syrup and grinned at the bottle. Set it aside and then turned to the butter out of the fridge.

"It's okay. I'm hungry anyways. I probably couldn't rely on your cooking anyways." She turned and grinned at him. "And look your wet hair is dripping on the kitchen floor." Still grinning, just a little softer, she looked up at him and noticed the intensity in his eyes. "Aditiya. What's wrong? Are you sick?" She stepped forward automatically and in way of a children's doctor, she laid her hand over his forehead. "Your temperature is fine." Frowning she pressed her hand to the side of his throat. "You shouldn't have slept with the window open."

"Yeah." Adi took a step back and grabbing a new hand towel from a drawer, he rubbed it against his head. Then cleaned the water he'd dripped on the floor earlier. "I'll drop you home." He turned the gas off and grabbed the keys. "I'll wait in the car, don't bother changing." And then he was gone. Tia stood in the kitchen for at least ten seconds before she realized what had just happened and rushed behind him.

"Aditiya!" She ran behind him, barefoot. The cold stung at her feet but she kept following him. "Aditiya, damn it." She quickened her pace and then reached for his arm. "What's wrong damn it? One minute you are so sweet the next you act like a complete jerk. If this this about breakfast then I'm sorry. I didn't know you didn't want me in your kitchen."

"Don't want you in my kitchen!" He exploded and grabbing Tia's shoulders spun her and pressed her against the car. "Don't want you in my kitchen?" He repeated looking at her. "It turned my life upside down a few minutes ago to see the woman I love in my kitchen making me breakfast. Do you know what that means to me? Do you know how many times I've asked for that?" He dug his fingers into her shoulders for a moment, as she started back at him, before he released her.

Horrified with himself, he set the keys down on the hood of the car and stepped back. "Go home Tia." He looked at her a minute before he turned and went back into the house.

Tia got in the house and went home with tears in her eyes and barefoot. She got to her apartment and realized she didn't have the key with her. Frustrated, she lowered her head on the steering wheel and wept.

When her tears were dried out and she knew she wasn't going to cry for sometime, she dried her face with her borrowed shirt and came to terms with the fact that she was in love with Adi. It was hard not to fall in love with him. He was caring and loving and she loved him. And he was an asshole. The bas***d. The son of a bitch! He loved her and showed his love by throwing her out of the house.

She put the car back into gear and drove to the two bedroom apartment Tash was staying in. And she remembered the way they had slept throughout the night, holding each other.

She frustrated him, she realized with a smile. That was something new. Amused, she sat back and sped to Tash's place through the empty streets.

When she reached Tash's place she walked over the cold grass, cursing Adi for a moment, and then tapped her fingers on Tash's door.

She opened it muttering, her hair pilled at the top of her head, her glasses on her nose, a pencil tucked behind her ear. "Tia?" The scowl on her face instantly turned into a smile as she drew her inside. "Hi. You know Angad just called he was asking about you." She turned and looked at her. "What are you doing in a man's cloths? And where are your shoes?"

Tia sighed. "Adi and I went to a charity function last night. The roads were blocked so I spent the night at his place. I browed his cloths in the morning. We spat at each other, he threw me out of the house without my house keys and shoes so I came here. I want to eat."

Lips pursed Tash watched Tia walk into the kitchen. Her lawyers instincts told her there was much, much more than that. So she tugged her glasses away, tossed her pencil and walked in behind her sister. "Good. Now tell me the real matter."

Licking her thumb Tia looked at her. Shit, she thought, the girl was just like Angad. No wonder they chose the same profession. "Aditiya loves me."

"He always has. A blind person could tell. Of course you were blind." She took out a carton of orange juice and drank right from it.

Oh, yeah, Tia thought, just like Angad. Tash had a good two inches over Tia and had a face that demanded every man to turn and look at her again as she walked by. Her eyes were like melted chocolate and Tia was sure she used them in court to bring her witnesses to dance on her fingertips. Tia just couldn't believe that the girl was still single.

"Why don't you have a boyfriend?" Tia took the carton out of her hands and then after a quick debate drank out of it as well. She missed the tightening of Tash's lips and the pain that had flashed her eyes.

"I'm too busy for one," he mumbled. "I had my share of affairs in in high school and in the first year of college. Now I'm done." She tried not to close her eyes when the tears stung. "Tia."

"Yeah?"

"What would have you done if Jay hadn't loved you?" This time Tia's senses snapped and she looked at her sister.

"So there is a boy." She said. Tash's eyes filled so quickly it left Tia stunned. Tash never cried. "Oh baby." Tia wrapped her arms around Tash and held her.

"It's so stupid. I wasn't even supposed to fall in love with him. Damn it, he's like eight years older than me. Now my mascara is all ruined." But she held on a moment longer and then sniffing, let go.

"Is that why you came back for the rest of summer this year?" Tia grabbed a tissue paper and stuffed it in Tash's hands. "What's his name?"

"Karan Seth." She wiped her eyes and sighed. "He's twenty-nine, art professor at Oxford. The youngest on the staff. He's so smart, Tia when he lectures. And then you talk to him personally and he's so funny."

"Oh yeah. Definitely in love with him. So what's the problem."

This time Tash's eyes flared with temper. It made Tia grin. "He doesn't love me. He says I am just crushing him and even if I did love him I was too young." She huffed a breath. "For gods sake. It's eight years. Like skimming eight years. Jay was older to you."

"Yes. Only five. Much, much better than eight. Dad's gonna freak. And Angad is going to kill either you or that Karan guy. Mum is going to be just silently disappointed and Abhi he's going to help Angad kill Karan for first misleading you, then for not loving you back. They love you." She grinned. "What about me, you may wonder. I'm with you. And if our stupid family can't handle eight years then they are still living in the first century." Reaching up Tia kissed Tash's cheek. "I love you and I'm with you."

Tash smiled at her sister. "I wanted to talk to you first thing but with Jay's death… I'm sorry I wasn't there."

"It's okay. You couldn't have done much." Tia bit her lower lips a moment. Then looked back at Tash. "I told you Aditiya loved me."

"I love the way you call him Aditiya."

"Yeah, well." She shrugged. "He loves me Tash. Love with a capital L. It's not going to change."

"And you love him back and now you're going to think that Jay only passed away two months back. Tia we have to move on. Maybe you would have fallen in love with him in six months or a year. Maybe you were destined to be with Adi not Jay."

"I love Jay, Tash. Even if I marry Adi one day and love him, I'll still always love Jay. He was the first man who I felt anything so strong for. He was the only man I let me touch. How can I forget that?"

"Because," she walked behind Tia and rubbed her shoulders and looked out the window with her. "When you are married to Adi twenty years from now and have his kids, you'll know that even though you loved Jay first, and he touched and married you first, it's Adi whose your present and you accepted you despite the fact you weren't a virgin when he make love to you first. He loved you Tia because no too many Indian men, even today, could accept the fact that the woman he loves and wants to marry was touched by someone else before. Now cheer-up." Tash rubbed her hands over Tia's arms. "Go change. I'll clean up a little and then we'll go out for dinner in a few hours and then we'll get drunk and forget everything."

"I really like the idea." She turned around and kissed Tash's cheek. "I'm glad I have you."

Tash grinned. "I'm Natasha Khanna for a reason!"

Angad swept into the room, and clasped one arm around Kripa's waist, and with the other took her hand in his. And swirled her into a quick waltz. He dipped her, brought her back up as she laughed, and kissed her on her mouth. He twirled her out, brought her back into his arms and spun again.

"Angad!" Laughing, Kripa balanced herself against him. "What's the matter?"

"I love you." He turned her again, grinned when she looked at him. "And I'm happy."

"Well that's a start. Your daughter called when you were downstairs doing whatever." To stop him, she wrapped her arms around his neck and brought him closer. "She misses you and demands lots of gifts."

"That I can give her." He kissed her forehead. "I can't find Tia or Tash anymore."

Kripa rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Not again Angad. They are fine. Tia went to the charity function last night with Adi."

"That reminds me. What's the matter with Adi?"

"He's in love with Tia."

"And what am I supposed to do about that?" He demanded. "I can't see her hurt."

"What makes you think that Adi is going to hurt Tia, Angad? Do you know how hard it must be for him to take care of her and let her cry on his shoulder for another man? Even if the man was her husband?" She walked behind him as he paced to the window and stopped him by resting her cheek on his back and hooking her arms around him. "Tia needs someone other than his family Angad. She needs someone whose going to look at her without sympathy in their eyes. I know that, Angad. I got that from you when I was pregnant with Hope."

"I knew he had feeling for her. But I didn't realize he loved her." He turned and filled his arms with Kripa. "Now I just need to figure out what's wrong with Tash."

"Shit, Angad. Just leave it alone, will you? Have you ever thought that even if there was something wrong with Tash she wasn't ready to tell you? She's strong Angad. Let her alone. When she is ready she will tell you. Now if you don't stop being stupid I'm going to go have dinner alone."

"I have another plan before dinner."

"What?" She lifted a brow when he undid the buttons of her shirt with a few flicks of his fingers. "Angad we don't have time for this. Don't you want to take a bath first?" She wiggled and he caught her again.

"That's what I'm doing. Now either I can strip myself or you can help me. Damn woman." He said when he found her wearing a tank top under the shirt. "How many cloths do you wear?"

She giggled and hoisted herself up, wrapping her legs around his waist. "Why don't you find out?"

"That's the plan." He carried her into the bathroom.

Tia walked into the hospital the next morning with her head pounding due to the three bottles of wine her and Tash had shared in her apartment. She groaned and pushed open the door of her cabin and went instantly to look for the Aspirin she hadn't had time to take this morning. She found the bottle but found it empty. Cursing herself, then Tash for the idea, she went and turned on the coffee maker.

She knew she was going to die any minute if she didn't get coffee in her system. While she let it drew to death, Tia walked to her appointment book and checked the appointments she had all day. Nothing serious, thank god. She wasn't in the mood to handle anything serious. Plus it was Monday. Monday was always the busiest day of the week, followed by Friday.

The knock on her door had her cursing. Her first appointment wasn't for another hour. She jammed the pins that were falling out of place and fixed a smile on her face. Why the hell had she decided to become a damn children's doctor? "Come in." Her smiled faded, she rolled her eyes, when Adi entered with a vase full of red roses.

"Aditiya, I don't want to talk to you. So out."

"I have Aspirin." God bless Tash he thought. He took out the bottle, rattled it with one hand as he set the vase of roses on her desk. She didn't have to know he had stolen her bottle and put his empty one there.

"That's not fair Aditiya. You play dirty." She turned around and poured herself a mug of coffee and gulped it down despite the fact it was tongue-burning hot. She snatched the bottle out of his hands. "Now go away."

"Fine. I'm sorry about the way I behaved the other day. I was out of line."

"You sent me home bare feet and had the keys to my apartment. You jerk." She downed four pills, washed them off with her second cup of coffee. "Go. I don't want to talk to you yet."

"Tia-"

"Aditiya. If you don't want to make me angry and kill you, you will leave. I have two very good attorneys in my family who will defend me even if I do kill you. And even your sisters will be with me."

He grumbled something under his breath and reaching into his pocket, set Tia's keys on her desk. She snatched them and stuffed them in her purse.

Neither one of them realized that Adi still had Tia's keys, and Tia had Adi's now.

Hey guys,

Here is the next part. I didn't edit it so the her and him and what are probably screwed up still! :D Sorry about that. Hmmm I think this FF has like 3 parts left at the most. I'll let you guys know if I'm writing another FF after this in a few days. I'll be cont. once a week over the weekends, if i do write again. The FF's will be shorter than 12 chapters.

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Well, like always, the part rocked! I had to skip a few paragraphs though, since I'm only 14 and my parents were around😉😆😳Anywho, aha! Tash did have guy problems. EIGHT YEARS?! Dang! lol I bet he is just super hawt and smart lolz You know, even though most of your characters are all fictional, and like for A-K we can picture them, but I can sort of form a blurry image of them all in my mind. I can totally imagine Natasha and Tia. Sort of weird, i know, but its pretty cooll!!

I think I have said that I love the relationships about 50 times already, and I am pretty sure you're getting tired of hearing/reading it. Truth is, I'm getting tired of giving the same comments over and over, so trying to make this one different. The parts are always so awesome its hard to put it all in words. It takes time to take it all in! lolz

Angad-Kripa are too cute, so much in love, both are so da** perfect! Adi-Tia, that was super cute the whole fight and stuff had me smiling (and my dad was giving me a curious look, thank gawd he didnt read those parts! He'd freak out lol) I hope Tia thinks about what Tash said, actually, I am sure she will. And i also LOVE how she calls him Aditiya. Just like how I like when Kripa calls Angad, "Khanna" lol Its so cute!! Even the word cute is getting old, lol, I need to go dig out my thesaurus!

Okay, I think I'm done here. Hope you had fun reading :D

Continue Soon!

&& I'm SURE that you will continue writing, or else us readers can always pm you to torture you into trying out your other ideas, which we are sure will turn out fabulous! Aite, I am seriously done now!

Originally posted by: erier101

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great parts 👏\

thd diner everything ur description was fantastic

im happy angad and kripa finally made love 😆

they are so sweet

and yes !!!!!! tia finally realises her feeing for adi

im glad about dat

poor tash !!!!!

i hope karan loves her bac too

awesome part 👏👏👏

ctn soon

this part is really lovely and good lol tia is in love with adi. can't wait till she confessed with each other i hope tash gets her love lol can't wait to see some more romance part between angad and kripa

pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee continue soon this time

mittal

totally awesome part. ak are so cute n romantic. everything is soo perfect. adi and tia are really cute 2 w/ their fights and cute moments 2gether as well. cont soon.

aww this is gr8!!!!! i love tia-adi chem!!
and 8 yrs !! lik it relle matters!!!!!
i want u to continue sooner 😳 cuz m in luv wid ur fanfics as much as m in luv wid A-K 😳
ohh n plzz do continue writin after this ff...

[n umm cud i hav links or names of ur prev fanfictions.. cuz i started readin frm the start of ur playboy prince.. n i hav to read sumthin while u r not updatin cuz the time gap is killing hehehe)

*again.. cont soon 😳 *
*lov ur ffs*

i ove you for making tia love adi...get derunk was a good idea....thas was fantastic part
don't have much time...edit this later

i got it... i was wondering y u introduced karan seth in the character gallery... so she is gonna b related to tash... interesting.. no doubt kripa is gonna support it... all are so very related... 😃 the only family u dint bring nto scene very much is that of emma's... 😕
Adi-Tia episode is much more interesting than Angad-Kripa... 😳 cho chweeeettt.. 😛 😆