The New York Trip (Shivika SS) Chp 6 Pg 42 - Page 5

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The golden rays of the morning sky infiltrated Shivaay's room and he turned, in an attempt to evade the sudden warmth tickling his face, only to find that he was unable to move. Slowly, he cracked open his eyes, shutting them immediately, and blinking a few times to adjust to the sudden brightness they were greeted with. He smiled, as he finally looked down and found his wife, almost completely on top of him, one arm latched onto his kurta, her head on his chest, their legs tangled together. She groaned in her sleep as he tried to move and pouted her lips. When he stopped moving, he mentally awww-ed as she hugged him more tightly, pushing herself even more on him. There was a peaceful smile on her face, as if she had not a care in the world as long as she was cocooned into his body, and he thought that this was a view and a feeling he could really get accustomed to. However, he shrugged off these thoughts as he knew he had a certain plan to carry out. He took a minute to adore her once more before trying to wake her up.

"Annika!" he called gently, but to no avail.

He reached out for his phone and checked the time.

"Fhat the wuck!It's already 8:30. I slept in so late. Shit. I need to wake her up before my plan flops." He muttered and shook her.

"Wake up Khumbkaran!" he called loudly.

He tried untangling their legs and he was almost successful when she, without any warning, kicked him off the bed completely and cuddled into his pillow, still soundly asleep.

"What the bloody hell!" Shivaay was flabbergasted.

"Annika!" he shouted exasperatedly and looked around, his eyes stopping on the mug of water.

His eyes twinkled deviously.

"Annika if you don't get up now, it won't be good for you."He warned.

"Mmm... " she groaned in her sleep.

"Fine have it your way." He smirked as he did the deed and as expected, he was faced with an Annika who was spitting flames.

"Shivaay what the hell is wrong with you! You.. you threw water on me!?"

"How does it feel to be on the receiving end huh, Paanika? At least I didn't kick you off the bed too!" he snorted.

"You think this is funny huh? Wait till you see what I do to you!! Aur maine aapse kaha tha na, ki tum koi football nahin hai. Why would I kick you?" She stomped off to their bathroom.

"Get as angry as you want, later I'll definitely pacify you" he smiled to himself.

"Hurry up Annika. You have to go to the salon with Mom and Bade Ma." he yelled as he knocked on their bathroom door.

One hour later.

"But Gauri and Soumya aren't coming too?" She asked.

"They'll join you guys later. They have some work here to finish first." Om assured her and gestured for her to follow the two older women out.

Dadi butt in because she knew Annika would not question her.

"You go ahead, your devranis will join you soon." She assured, winking to Shivaay.

After they left, Shivaay gave the girls a knowing look and they followed him to his room. He left them after giving them instructions, while he went with Om and Rudra to sort out other things to be done with Annika's passport and ticket.

He heard Gauri and Soumya giggling as they completed their tasks and wondered what they were up to but he simply shrugged it off.

"Girls, don't forget to organize a nice outfit for her to wear on the way okay? And pack those new tops Prinku sent for her from London. But not too much, we'd shop there anyway." He reminded them as he passed by.

"Of course Bhaiya."

"And yes, don't forget to give me a list of things you want! I know how to shop for Dumbbell and Om but not you two. Or maybe you can give us a call and talk to your Bhabhi while we're there."

"So sweet Bade Bhaiya. If only they were like you." Soumya crooned and Gauri nodded in appreciation.

He gave them a cheeky smile. "After all, what good is a jiju who can't spoil his girls huh?"

At the conference.

Annika proved herself to be a woman of her word, insufferably so. Shivaay held back from groaning in frustration every now and then, because of the mere fact that he was in public, hosting one of the biggest events in the business world, though he made a mental note to deal with her later.

"Shivaay!!" He smiled as he turned towards the voice he knew oh so well.

"Hi Malika!" he gave her a hug and shook Sid's hand.

"Where's Annika? And I am sooo happy that you finally listened to your heart. I can't believe it. I mean,, I had some doubts you know. After all, I did say you were an idiot.."

"He still is one, a bloody big one at that." Annika chimed in, glaring at Shivaay.

Sid chuckled and raised his eyebrow at Shivaay. "Oh Shivaay, what did you do?"

"Shut up." Shivaay chided.

"Annikaaa I'm sooo happy to see you. I missed you so much. And I'm soo happy for you." she gave Annika a bone crushing hug.

"You didn't even hug me that way." Shivaay moped.

"That's because you don't deserve it, you Bhagad Billa." Annika said, rolling her eyes.

"Don't call me that, Paanika." He squinted his eyes at her.

"Oh I'm Paanika? After this morning, you better watch it, paani phekne wala bhagad billa." Annika bit out.

"Oh ho, you two still haven't changed. How do they put up with you at home? Sid I told you na, Annika is just perfect for Shivaay." Malika cried, pushing Annika into Shivaay and standing at Sid's side.

"Of course jaan, totally perfect." He grinned at Shivaay while Annika rolled her eyes.

"I told you, that you'd find someone for whom you would be number 1!! In fact, why aren't you wearing those bangles I'd given you huh? Buddhu Singh Oberoi , You're wrong-side. You should have made her wear those bangles before you whisk her away to..."

"Uhhh Malika What!" Shivaay cut her off.

Shivaay looked cross at first but his face was dissolved into subtle flush.Upon seeing the both of them blushing and looking away from each other awkwardly, she realized she had touched on uncharted territory. Yikes. No confession yet. Shit, change the topic fast.

"Anyways, Annika I tasted your cupcakes and they're fabulous like oh my goodness I can just keep eating them." She diverted, to which an eager Annika complied.

"Awww. Thank you.You should come over and hang out soon, I can personally make a batch for you guys."

"You're right. We should have another party! But I guess after you guys come back from N..." Malika squealed excitedly.

"NNAHI!Maaalika!Stoppp!" Shivaay yelled and nodding 'no' frantically.

"What stop what?"

"You can't eat too many, you'll get fat." He said lamely.

"Did you just..."

"O bete ki! Malika didn't I tell you he is still an idiot!"

Before Malika and Annika both murdered Shivaay , Sid realised what was going on and stepped in.

"Shivaay does have a point. Anyways. We're gonna meet the Chabra's then maybe we can meet up before we leave and get some pictures . Cool?" he said assuring Shivaay as he dragged Malika away.

"Sid why did you..?"

"Annika doesn't know, fool. It's a surprise." Sid facepalmed.

"Ohhh. Awww Shivaay has changed so much hasn't he?"

"Love changes a man." Sid smiled at his wife and pecked her cheek.

"You're right. Let's see if he confesses." Malika pouted.

"Let's see if he accepts it first." Sid joked as they walked away hand in hand.

"Annika.. " he called out as she fluttered away with a waiter, busy instructing him about the layout of the cupcakes.

This is how the rest of the night went until Shivaay made his speech and the program officially started. Then everyone socialized and spoke about their business ventures , before heading off to have dinner. She met all his foreign delegates, all his business partners who approached them, and he proudly introduced her. She was so graceful and poised, yet she went Annika 2.0 on them as soon as she got a good feel of them. He grinned as some of them looked baffled as she explained what michmichi meant. Upon receiving compliments about her delicious cupcakes, she even tried explaining that they were khidkitod cupcakes, earning many laughs from his amused clients. She had everyone she met that night with jubilant smiles and comical expressions plastered onto their faces the whole time. She fit in anywhere, he thought to himself.

They took a few family pictures, she disappeared again. She even made sure not to sit next to him for dinner.

His eyes were darting about, longing to come upon a figure clad in navy blue. Shivaay zoned out for a few moments remembering their run in before they left home.

~~flashback

After coming back from the salon with their hair and nails done, all the ladies went to get dressed. Gauri, Soumya and Annika got dressed in Gauri's room. Om got dressed in Rudra's room and Shivaay was in his room packing his things. Annika had insisted to help him but gave up eventually.

As per plan, everyone would leave before Shivaay and Annika, and when the duo left home, the four-o would return to make last minute arrangements and ensure everything was in order for their plan just for a few minutes and then head off, assuring they would all reach in good time.

Shivaay had just walked into the corridor, at the most inopportune time, in search for Annika.

"Guys is Anika still.. OH.. uh sorry!" His eyes bulged as he realized he interrupted Om, who had one hand on Gauri's bare shoulder and the other, brushing a lone, wavy lock of hair away from her eye,the rest of her hair being pulled into a classic and wispy, messy bun. He was hovering over her and biting back a smile of adoration as she looked down, blushing scandalously. Meanwhile, Soumya was busy fixing Rudra's bow-tie around his neck as he stared at her with an intensity that made Shivaay feel like blushing himself.

Om was wearing a gray jacket over a crisp white shirt with a black tie inside, black dress pants and black dress shoes. His hair was out and slightly wavy, and Shivaay smiled because he knew Gauri brought out bits of the Om that were once deemed totally lost. Gauri herself was clad in a beautiful silver, cold-shoulder gown, cascading down to her feet with a short slit, revealing her silver heels. She wore a necklace Om had gifted her for her birthday, a thin sliver string around her neck ; simple, but gorgeous just as she was.

Rudra, meanwhile, wore his classic tuxedo, black and white, as sharp as ever, with a bow-tie around his neck. Complimenting him was Soumya, in a short-sleeved black gown with diamond studs around the neckline and a deep peephole in the back, bursting out into shades of red feather-like wisps at the bottom. Her hair was braided to one side, a few stray locks sticking out on either side, all the more adding to her look.

His brothers slowly turned toward him after being nudged by their respective wives. He gave Gauri, especially, an apologetic smile as he knew how much of a long road it had been with her and Om recently. At least, Soumya and Rudra, though they did not stay together, they willingly accepted their liking for each other and their marriage much more quickly. Om and Gauri however, had been different. It had been a long time coming out of the hate-love zone, into now understanding each other, and even now, Om was very reserved in accepting and showing the tenderness he felt for the little doll of a woman.

A feeling of pride brought a smile on his face as he looked at his two babies, all grown up, with their better halves. He was extraordinarily happy that they had started valuing their love lives and their marriage. Their bumpy journeys had been shorter than his and Annika's; thankfully, they were not as dense as him.

"Shivaay?" Om was the first to startle him mid-thought.

"Bhaiya aap theek hain na? I'm not Annika Bhabhi, you can stop staring." Rudra joked.

"Woh.. I was just um.. looking for her."

"Bade bhaiya, she's still getting dressed. Don't worry, we've organized everything and gave her the dress you got her." Soumya smiled sweetly.

"She's looking so pretty in it, but I guess you know that already without even seeing her." Gauri winked.

"You both look beautiful too." He smiled warmly.

"Thank you, Bade bhaiya." They chorused.

"Not fair, aren't you gonna tell us how handsome we look too?" Rudra pouted.

Shivaay sighed. "Haan haan. You both look very... much like Shivaay Singh Oberoi's brothers", he said cockily and grinned.

"I was just looking at you four. I'm proud of you both, OmRu. You didn't make the same mistake as I did, well, at least for not as long as I did. My brothers finally got something right." He joked, but the look in his eyes made the duo embrace him in an Obro hug.

"Everything is finally okay now Shivaay, don't worry." Om pat his back.

"Ji Bade Bhaiya, aur waise bhi, this trip is gonna make Bhabhi so happy. I can't wait to see her expression!" Soumya said dreamily.

"O Bete ki!" Gauri grinned and mocked Annika as the guys pulled them both into their hug.

They left shortly after.

"Annika, are you done?" Shivaay called as he knocked on Gauri's door.

"Why should I tell you?" she said.

"I'm coming in." Shivaay rolled his eyes.

"I'm changing Shivaay."

"Ahhh!" She screamed and Shivaay wasted no time in running into the room.

"What happened? Are you alright?" he asked, pulling her to him, inspecting her face as she looked up at him, her finger in her mouth.

"Shivaay! What are you doing?" She said shyly, as she realized their position.

He looked ahead in the mirror, to which her back was faced, and realised why her cheeks were growing redder by the second. Her entire back was exposed.

"Why did you scream?" he asked, awkwardly letting her go.

"I .. woh.. I zipped my finger." She stammered before getting the words out, as she noticed he was still staring into the mirror.

He took her hand and blew on the finger gently, "Is it still hurting??

"No not anymore." she said smiling to him.

"Turn around." He said as he dropped her hand.

"NO! Shivaay I.. Go out I need to finish get dressed."

"You're gonna zip your finger again and then blame it on me."

"Well I should blame it on you. After all you chose this stupid dress that can't seem to zip up!" she yelled at him.

Seeing his face drop, she realized what she had said.

"No I didn't mean.. it's just giving a little trouble." She said softly.

"It's stupid?"

"Noo I love it. I just..."

"Let me do it." He said, cutting her off and taking a step toward her, so that she was sandwiched between him and the stool in front the mirror.

He reached his hands out to the small of her back. The dress had a very deep back, which made its way about halfway up. He pulled the two pieces of fabric together with one hand, his fingers brushing her skin lightly, and he pulled the zip up with the other. Annika froze as she felt his breath on her neck as he peered over her. Her straight, jet-black hair had been placed on one side, thankfully not the side Shivaay had chosen to lean over to zip her dress.

His arms were around her and his chest was so close to her. Every breath she took was of that heavenly Jimmy Choo cologne she had learnt he loved to wear, combined with the sweet familiar scent of all things Shivaay Singh Oberoi; his citrusy shower gel, the faint minty scent of their toothpaste, and his personal branding, that woodsy scent of his skin, she had grown to crave more and more. Their bodies were just a few millimeters apart and she felt a sudden, more intense heat pooling in her cheeks at the proximity.

When he was done zipping it up, he skimmed his fingers up slightly across her milky brown skin and he heard her inhale sharply, as she rested her palms on his chest. He grinned into the crook of her neck and then pulled back to look at her. This devil, she thought. She would have to pay him back.

Since he had come into the room, this was the first time he was really looking at her, taking her in from head to toe.

The dress he had bought for her was navy blue, it was long sleeved with a v-neck and it narrowed in just as her waist did, and then flared out at her hips, perfectly highlighting her shape and dancing beneath at her ankles. Her back was open till down to her midriff, save for two thin horizontal strips, with tiny silver studs at the top.

The front was tightly fitted and it gave her enough coverage, yet it still showed off cleavage. It was safe to say that she looked majestic in the dress, Shivaay Singh Oberoi's personal masterpiece. Annika noticed his adoring stares as he raked his eyes over her, from top to bottom, and she couldn't help but do the same. She gazed at him, wondering how one man could look at her, and make it feel so intimate that she almost lost her mind. Now it was her turn.

He was wearing a wine coloured suit, she noticed, the same colour she had once told him looked good on him. Good was an understatement, she thought to herself. He wore a white shirt inside and a navy blue tie to match her dress, brown shoes and she could get a glimpse of his funky socks. She shook her head slightly and went closer to him, reaching out a hand toward his neck playfully.

He snapped out of his stare-down and looked down at her hand.

She pointed at his collar and in the mirror behind her, he could see his collar was curled. She let her fingers brush his neck and dip inside his shirt at his collar bone, and instantly she felt his arms around her waist.

He cleared his throat.

"We're getting late, hurry up." He murmured.

"mmm..."she said, as she took her fingers out, and corrected his collar. She heard him breathe out heavily and grinned. We're not done yet, she thought cunningly.

She let a finger trail down to his tie, slowly, all the way down to his tummy, right above his belt, and she stopped, looking up at him. She was reminded of that time he began undressing in front of her. From the looks of it, so was he. Payback was a hell of a thing. She almost laughed at his expression:his eyes were almost bulging, he was swallowing, evident as his fair, pearly skin rippled over his Adam's apple, and his chest was heaving against hers.

"I like your tie." She said innocently, as removed her finger, staring up at him.

Next, he felt her hands pull his jacket to the center.

"What are you doing?" he questioned her softly, his fingers digging into her waist.

"Your jacket isn't buttoned." She smiled up at him.

"I can do it myself."

"I know that, but if you can help my zip, why can't I button your jacket?"

"Hmm." he looked at her indifferently, trying not to give away what she was doing to him.

"Kya hua? Dard hua na?" she smirked, as she did the last button.

"What?" He said, stepping away, feigning ignorance.

"Nothing.. Anyways, let's go?" She almost giggled.

"Wait. I came in here to give you something, but then you.. " He trailed off.

"But then I what?" She smirked.

"Nothing. Anyways. Don't you think you're lacking some jewelry?" he asked with renewed confidence, grinning at her.

"Uh, I have my chand bracelet on my left hand. And my ring." She said as she turned to look at herself in the mirror, straightening her dress, a tiny twitch of her lips visible as her eyes laid upon her engagement-after-marriage ring.

He pointed to her bare ears.

"Oh yes, I was now gonna decide which of these to wear." She squinted her eyes looking down at two pairs of earrings on the dresser. She was about to pick up one when he stopped her.

"How about these? He asked slyly, as he held a tiny box in front of her.

She turned to look at him, taking the box in her hand.

"What's this?" she asked.

"Open it."

She gasped as she opened the little blue velvet box, and her eyes met the most perfect pair of earrings she could have ever imagined to compliment her dress. It was a long strip dangling from a lone diamond, the body of its length was thin and silver, separating into two thinner strips like vines as they entwined into one, with tiny diamonds embedded into it.

"Shivaay, it's beautiful. This is for me?"

He rolled his eyes.

"I mean why? I mean thank you!"

"Wasn't it you who said no sorry, no thank you?"

"Whatever, but really Shivaay, I mean this must have been so expensive. I .."

"When I picked this dress, I realized I didn't get you any jewelry. Gauri told me to get you a pair of earrings rather than a chain because you'd think it would look like too much. She knows you pretty well, doesn't she?" He smiled.

"You chose this yourself?"

"Mhm. It looked like you, simple but beautifully so."

She was speechless as she looked up at him.

"You're blushing." He teased.

She shook her head and took the earrings out of the box.

"I love them, Shivaay."

She put them on quickly and gazed at her reflection, pleased with her now complete look for the evening. She looked at him, standing behind her, his kanji eyes that once glared at her in annoyance now admiring her, not wanting to let go of this dream. How could one man, make her heart soar to such a ridiculous extent.

Unable to control herself, she turned, tiptoed and leaned in to softly peck his cheek, stunning him into a stupor that had his mouth slightly ajar, one eyebrow raised in that goofy way of his that still managed to make her insides queasy.

"Thank you, Sweet Singh Oberoi." she said as she stepped away from him.

Shivaay was overwhelmed with her gesture. She was blushing yet again, her eyes looking everywhere but at him. He needed to divert; he knew he'd have to pay for it but a wicked idea came to his mind.

"You're welcome. In fact, it's the least I can do before I leave you for two weeks." He said, holding in a grin, and looking at her expectantly.

"TWO WEEKS?"

"Yeah. Only today I got word that I have to go for two weeks instead." He shrugged his shoulders effortlessly.

"And you're saying it just like that. Casually! Ohhh so that's why you're buttering me up? Bhagad Billa. Don't you think you can get away. Especially not after what you did this morning. Come on. Let's go! I take it back, you Stone Singh Oberoi." she yelled as she stormed out of the room, pulling along a half scared, half amused Shivaay.

~~~~flashback ends

He finally laid his eyes on her but she pretended not to see him signaling her to come.

He sighed but he knew that was the response he was gonna get from her. No response. He felt someone pat his shoulder and turned to his side to find Om and Gauri.

Om had a slick look on his face, his eyebrows raised and lips pulled in. Shivaay could sense what was coming next.

"Wow Shivaay, looks like you really did it this time!" He teased and Gauri grinned in approval.

"Hey tum kyun hass rahe ho? You can't laugh at my brother okay?" Om chided.

"Arrey, tum hass sakte par main nahi? Kaise chirota hai yeh Bhaiya?" she complained, gesturing to Shivaay.

"If your fun is done, can you help me get that wack-head to come meet Mr. and Mrs Sharma. They've been wanting to meet her and she won't even hear me out."

"Maybe she doesn't know, she already thinks she met everyone she was supposed to." Om suggested.

"Oh please, don't speak up for her. Just go get her!" Shivaay fretted.

"Om I'll get her, you stay here with Bade Bhaiya." Gauri offered.

Om smiled and touched her arm gently, his palm flattening on the small of her back affectionately as she moved past him. Gauri blushed and ran off get her Bhabhi, leaving behind a pleased Omkara.

"Bhaiyaaa why are you so tensed? I mean, normally jab log apne hon... " Rudra bellowed as he and Soumya approached Shivaay and Om but was cut off promptly by the three of them.

"SHUT UP RUDRA!"

"Okay okay, but guys why do you always gang up on me?" He cried.

"Cry baby, because you do stupid things, you duffer Oberoi. What if Di was around and heard? Huh?" Soumya scolded.

"Sumo!"Rudra squinted his eyes as he looked down at her.

"Listen, before you two start your childish nonsense, can we focus on the matter at hand, please? And again, it's not a honeymoon." Shivaay interrupted.

"Chalo theek hain." Rudra agreed, crossing his arms.

Just then Mr. and Mrs. Sharma, approached them and Shivaay cursed under his breath.

Thankfully, at that very moment, Gauri swooped in, bringing his wife with her.

He grabbed her hand and pulled her at his side immediately, and said in a low voice so only she could hear, "Don't you dare try to move."

"Ah yes Mr. Sharma, you can finally meet my lovely wife." He said as he happily introduced her. Annika glared as he said lovely.

"Yeh kuch zyaada taadi hain. Itni innocent shakal par hadkate ek dum shaitan ki tarah," she mumbled, which resulted in Shivaay pulling her even closer.

"Arrey haan Mrs Sharma, the cakes you ordered for next week, I wanted to confirm what..."

"Annika you can talk about that later." Shivaay cut her off.

"But Shivaay..."

"Shh." He said pulling her closer.

After some teasing, Mr and Mrs Sharma left.

"What were you doing? Huh? I wanted to ask her about the cakes, Bhagad Billa." She demanded.

"Why are you avoiding me like a bloody plague?" He shot back.

Before she could say anything, Tej and Jhanvi joined them all.

"Oh ho Ma, you just spoiled the biggest showdown of all times." Rudra grinned.

"Thank God!" Om breathed.

"What?" Tej asked confused, but Jhanvi laughed as she knew exactly what was going on.

"You guys carry on, we're gonna leave now, right Tej?"

"Yeah, I think it's been a long day, Shakti and I just spoke to the last few folks and I think we better make a move now. Shivaay you can handle it from here."

"Haan beta, Maa also needs to rest so Pinky and I will leave too with her."

"Arrey wah so it's just us youngsters... and Bhaiya." Rudra teased and they all laughed, except for Shivaay who rolled his eyes.

Annika was about to walk away again when she felt a hand on her wrist.

"Annika, this is not done yet. Stop running away."

"Shivaay, I have to go make sure the last few guests to leave had their cupcakes!"She said, hoping she made it sound believable.

Shivaay signaled Rudy and he instantly took things in his hands.

"Bhabhiii, there are waiters to do that. Besides, it's just the Chabra's who are here and look they're leaving now, see? Now come, let's get some pictures together. We only got full family ones before na, so now let's get some couple pictures hmm? Bahut maza aayega." He grinned.

She was pushed into Shivaay's side suddenly and joined by the other two couples on either side so she really could not escape.

"Malika! Sid! You guys come too."

Malika and the girls then clicked a few selfies .A few group photos were clicked and then Annika took the camera and had Om and Rudra posing with their wives.

"Om, now you stand behind Gauri, haaan aise! Rudra come on you do the same!"

"Bhabhi, Sumo itni moti hain, she'll block me."

"That's a good thing, you're not looking so good tonight." Soumya taunted.

"But I thought you said I look handsome huh?" Rudra teased and Soumya blushed.

"Shut up protein shake."

"Waise, it's okay if you block me, because you look stunning enough for us both huh?" He teased pinching her cheeks.

"Awww ..." Shivaay and Om awed while Gauri warded off any bad eye with her hands.

Noticing Rudra and Soumya engaged in an eyelock, everyone grinned.

The click of the camera snapped them out of their trance as Annika had captured them lost in their dreamland.

"I meant uhh. She has enough size for us both na?" he said and Soumya was about to storm off.

"Rudra, come on yaar, one Oberoi brother in trouble is enough, don't give Shivaay any competition." Sid teased, along with Om.

"Acha acha Soumya wait!" he said pulling her back to him and wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Awww OmBul show us some love too. Haaan very nice. Okay guys one more pose. Sid, Malika you too. So face each other okay, and I'll take a picture. How romantic!"Annika crooned.

Shivaay cringed as she said OmBul and all the others laughed as they looked at their spouses, which according to Annika, looked very romantic in the picture.

"Wait. Now it's Shivika's turn. " Soumya teased as she took the camera from Annika and gave it to Rudra.

"Come Bhaiya, Bhabhi." Stand together.

"Hmm." Annika agreed and went to stand next to him. She saw them winking at Shivaay and giving him thumbs up, but she ignored it thinking they were just teasing him as she was angry with him.

"Closer Di." Gauri said sweetly.

They clicked a couple, Shivaay using every chance to hold her tightly against him.

"So.. are you still angry?" He whispered as he stood behind her, his chin on her shoulder for one pose.

"Obviously." She snapped and then looked up to smile.

"What if I could change your mood?" he whispered as he held her hand for another pose.

"How so?"

Shivaay winked at the onlookers and they knew it was time.

"I'm gonna use my phone too to take a picture, You guys are too cute." Malika cried, winking to them knowingly.

Before Annika knew it, at least one from each of the pairs was looking on with their phones out.

Shivaay draped an arm around her waist and bent a little, just enough to whisper in her ear.

"What if I told you that you were coming with me to New York?" he purred, almost kissing her ear lobe.

Annika's eyes bulged out of their sockets, not only at what he said, but more so at his actions. Her cheeks became crimson as she looked down. She heard the clicking of cameras and murmuring and remembered they were not alone.

"What is wrong with you? We're not alone." She elbowed him.

"Ouch! I just told you I'm taking you with me and that's what you do!"

"O bete ki!" it dawned on her.

"Yesss guys! We got a video of Bhabhi's reaction!!!" Rudra cried happily, looking into his screen.

"Yesss thanks Rudy! I so knew she was gonna react like that!!" She could have sworn that was Prinku's voice.

"Prinku let me see too!" Was that Mahi? What the actual...

It was but she was too caught up with her husband to speculate about Prinku and Mahi who were supposed to be in London.

They crew got talking as they allowed the couple to do so as well.

"Shivaay what are you saying? I.."

"You're coming with me to New York, Annika." He beamed proudly at her.

"But Shivaay, I mean, I don't.."

"I sorted everything out already. Ticket, passport.Your bags are packed too. You are coming, that's final."

"But Shivaay, what about the order for Mrs Sharma. I had promised her long back."

"Annika, here I'm taking you on a trip and you are bothered by that. Besides, I cancelled all your orders for the next three weeks anyways. You're gonna be tired when we get back after this week."

"You did WHAT?!"she yelled, and all eyes were on them.

"Bhabhi, what happened? Wait, let me just turn my phone, okay yes now Prinku and Mahi can see you take Bhaiya's class too, continue Bhabhi!" Rudra had apparently skyped his sister and brother to witness the entire thing.

"What? Priyanka!You're supposed to be studying and you have time for this, I'll deal with you when you come next time! Don't even let me get started on you Mahi! So all of you knew about this! ?"

"Yes we did Annika Didi!"

"Sahil!?"

"Sorry Di" Gauri grinned as she showed her screen to Annika, a crazy Sahil on one crutch doing a happy dance.

"This bhagad billa ! Shivaay you could have just talked to me, you meddled in my business. I made those commitments so long before, how could you just cancel everything like this, that too without letting me know. You know how important this is for me. I've barely started my business and you just..."

"Annika..."

"No Shivaay. You don't understand.."

"Bhabhi, I know this is between you guys but Bhaiya just wanted to surprise you and spend time with you. Don't get angry. Please." Rudra cried.

Annika realized she was making a scene in front of everyone.

"Annika look, this uhh Bhagad .. uh..whatever , never plans long trips and he's done it for you. You can eat his head off on the plane but come na, give him a break. You guys need to get to the airport just now too." Malika reasoned.

"Fine fine, only because you guys are saying." She complied, looking at them but something caught her eye. She smirked a crooked smirk, a golden glint of playfulness in her eyes..

"Shivaay?"

"Hmm?"

She approached him, her eyes on something behind him, but he was too caught up in her sweet tone to notice.

"I'm sorry I shouted at you." She said moving closer, so close that everyone started looking everywhere else. Something about the mischievous spark in her eyes made them wonder what she was gonna do. While all their minds explored some cheapde move, her thoughts were the total opposite.

"Annika... what are you.. "She reached a hand out and he thought she was going to touch him, when she reached behind him, her body pressed against him ensuring his eyes were glued onto hers, and then began moving back slowly...

"SPLASH!"

"Fhat the Wuck!"

Everyone was awestruck for a few moments, even the waiters who were cleaning up, and then the silence broke.

"Oh my God" "Bhabhi!" "DI!" "Bhaiya" "HAHAAHHAHA" "Arrey Mrs Kanji aankhen ne mera bhai ka gangaram kar diya!"

Laughter filled the air as Shivaay stood, his now tousled hair and face dripping, all at the mercy of the proud water bottle holder next to him. His eyes were wide in disbelief, blue as the sea as he squinted them at her. Only Annika could stump him this way.

"Now, Mr. Surprise Singh Oberoi, we have a flight to catch, don't we? " she grinned and tugged him out of the hall, earning hoots and howls from the rest of the youngsters who followed them out, all the while Shivaay yelling at the waiters for not clearing the bloody table that was behind him earlier.

Chapter 3

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Until we meet again... Lots of ishqbaazi to all of you😉

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Oye Oye Shivika OS

Late Nights With mr. & Mrs. SSO Shivika OS

So their honeymoon begins.. yayy!