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Posted: 13 years ago
awsome superb update.pls continue it soon.thanks for pm
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Hey People.. After what seems like forever, I have managed to put up a complete chapter!! Like really.. No installment.. One complete piece of writing.. I hope you people enjoy it.. I was smiling while writing it.. and that's something to say, coz it made me smile when i wasn't well.. so.. I hope it makes you smile too.. It may not be exactly what you people have expected from this part probably.. But too bad.. It's my story.. ROFL!! JK! I hope you guys like it.. Lemme know what you think.. And most of all enjoy reading it in all its completeness.. LOL!!

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A Slice of Paradise



Riddhima frowned as she felt the bike come to a stop.. Wherever Armaan had brought her, the ride felt like forever.. But she had not had enough.. She wanted this ride to go on and on.. She couldn't see where they were coz her eyes were shut tight, as she had made herself immensely comfortable behind Armaan who had whooshed his bike on the empty expressway at speeds that were well above the three figure mark. But with that speed, came the whooshing wind, which nipped their skin raw as they cut through the cold biting winter air of the night. Riddhima had hugged Armaan tight, her arms going around his waist in an iron grip to get away from the cold that made them both shiver. At least she had definitely been shivering because of the cold.. Armaan's shivers could have possibly been due to the very pronounced awareness of her soft front pressed tightly against his back, the cold making her taut body more desirable than it already was.. And after what had happened a couple of hours back during the party, it had been even more difficult for him to control his thoughts from running into forbidden territories.. Riddhima too had not been really far behind.. Though her desires had been pretty much under control, her thoughts had kept going back to the moments they had shared in his room.. And she had not been able to stop blushing at those memories. Blushing was merely a cursory after effect.. An increased pulse rate and a thudding heart - that she could possibly classify under hypertension, a deep flush that made her sweat even in the biting cold and consequently intensified the shudders that ran down her body, and a deep intense desire that she couldn't describe but feel at the pit of her stomach were a few of the other consequences that she had had to bear coz of Armaan and his madness. But she could not have really call him mad after what she had done! She had been the one who had started with the crazy! She had almost jumped on him in front of all those people!! She had been the one who had kissed him first.. But that kiss had been such a bliss.. It was something that was waiting to happen the moment she had set her eyes on him tonight. If Payal had not been playing the haddi during the party, she would have just dragged him to his room and kissed him crazy.. At least that would have saved them the embarrassment.. Now their friends were going to give them such a hard time about it.. And the thought of their friends brought back the thought of her Di! She had been asking them to open up when they had been busy making out against the door.. A small splinter of guilt cut her conscience as she thought about how Armaan had confiscated her phone before they left from home. He had switched it off and put it in his bag along with his phone so no one could disturb them.. She wondered how many times must her Di have tried to call her.. Obviously, her sister mustn't have approved of her public display.. But then Armaan and she had been gone by far when she had been knocking.. There was nothing else they had wanted to do, nowhere else they had wanted to be at that moment.. And she wasn't so sure she would have let Armaan open the door herself if he had not blatantly refused to do so at that time! But the running away part was a bit much.. Obviously all of them would worry sick if they realized they were missing.. And what if they told her parents!! But surely it wouldn't be that big a deal.. Armaan and she were engaged now.. And they most certainly deserved this time together. Specially after all that had happened in the last few days. Life had been so noisy and frustrating. She just wanted some peace and calm now. And of course.. Armaan.. And the moment she thought of him, the memories of the night came gushing back to her. The way he kissed her, the way he touched her.. It was so different.. So desperate.. Yet it left her in a blissful state of calm. She shut her eyes and sighed, resting her head on his back and had let her thoughts run back to that moment. The part where he had asked her to run away with him had just started playing in her head for the thousandth time in the last hour and a half when she felt his bike come to a stop. It was time to get off.. She so didn't want to get away from the warmth of his body. She was far too comfortable even in the discomfort.
"Basket.. Get up! So gayi kya?.. I'm feeling so cold..", he said through chattering teeth, rubbing his hands together, leaning himself backwards, nudging her to wake up.
"Tch..", she frowned as she reluctantly opened her eyes nuzzling his ear as he leaned back into her, still not letting go of him and his warmth. But after a few moments when she took in her surroundings realized where they were, she let go of him at once, her frown deepening.. "Armaan.. Why.. Why have we come here.. This place is .. in a mess!!", she complained as she got off the bike. And just as immediately she winced, feeling the cold wind rush into her making her shudder and shiver, "Aa ahaha.. It's.. It's.. so cold!! Armaan.. Tum.. Tum.. Ja.. jacket nahi la sakte the!!", her teeth chattered uncontrollably as she rubbed her palms furiously against each other to feel some heat. And while she was distracted by the cold, Armaan took her arm and pulled her towards the door.. Better to get in before they freeze to death.. So much for all the running away drama..
"Basket.. Give me the bag..", he asked her to give her the duffle so he could set things up while she just started complaining again, "Armaan.. Yahan light bhi nahi hai.. And it's so cold.. And it's all a mess.. Sone ke liye bhi jagah nahi hai!! Why have we come here..", on and on went her rant as she tried to adjust to the darkness of the cabin.
"Don't worry Basket.. Sone ki jaldi kya hai.. If I have it my way, I can keep you warm without a jacket.. And it's much more fun without the lights on.. ", he answered back casually while fiddling for the matchbox inside the bag.
"Eww!! Armaan.. So disgusting.. Shut up and hurry.. Mujhe thand lag rahi hai.. I need you to hug me!!", she shot back disgustedly through her chattering teeth, only to make Armaan chuckle.. "And then you blame me for not thinking along your so called disgusting lines!"
"Shut up Armaan.. I'm not interested in any of your innuendoes.. My brain is freezing. I don't want to spend the last few shreds of my gray matter on your disgusting ideas.."
"Spoken like a true Shashankling Basket! But you didn't find me so disgusting back there in my room.. Did you!", he suddenly came up to her with a candle, smirking at her with raised brows, the yellow flickering light of the candle just enough to catch the blush that was flooding her cheeks.
"Shut up.. That was just.. I don't want to talk about that.. Anyway.. We have work to do.. Ab tum mujhe bhagake yahin le aaye ho toh lets clean this place up..", she stammered all the way with a frown, looking at the candle flame between them instead of his eyes. Armaan couldn't help but grin at her uneasiness. How long had it been that he had caught her in such a spot! It was so much fun to embarrass her.. But lately nothing affected her like it used to before.. Or maybe they were just so busy arguing and fighting with each other that they had not bothered thinking about the time they spent together. They had definitely come closer in the last few encounters they had shared. Closer than they were ever before.. And surprisingly, Riddhima was okay with it all! That led his thoughts to newer ideas that hovered on exploring unchartered territories.. Would she kill him if he made that kind of a suggestion! As intrigue and excitement took over him at that thought, he was pulled out of it by her voice, "Oh my god Armaan!! What happened here?", while he had been lost in thinking about future possibilities, Riddhima had managed to look away from him and at the room around her. And she was shocked by what she saw!!
"I guess that saves our cleaning time.. Which I dare suggest, could be used for other satisfactory activities..", he cheekily remarked.
But Riddhima was too lost in appreciating the cleanliness of the cabin to be affected by what he had said. She couldn't believe it was the same place. The first time she had seen it, it was so well made. The last time she had seen it, it had been a wreck.. And now, it was just a blank empty space.. Like a blank canvas, waiting to be splashed with paint. A blank slate, waiting to be written upon.. It was weirdly beautiful even in it's blankness, "When did you do this?", she asked Armaan, after she had finished taking in the entire room. He had managed to light all of the dozen candles that he had been carrying by that time and was now fixing them at different corners in the room. He was fixing a candle on the window sill when he heard her dazed question and decided to answer it, "Day before yesterday.. Remember main gusse mein tha.. I wasn't talking to you.. And I had gone off for a drive..", he reminded her of the memory that felt like long ago, but the wounds it had given still freshly healed, pricked her.
"Tum uss raat yahan aaye the Armaan!! Are you crazy!! Tumhe pata hain main kitni pareshaan thi!!"
"Okay.. We've been there, done that Basket! Don't start that again.. I was very angry okay! And I could think of nowhere else to go.. So I came here.. And everything was already broken.. Toh maine apna saara gussa bhi nikaal diya.. By breaking it even more! You know.. Throwing things around and all.. And it helped! See.. Gussa thanda hone ke baad I thought I should clean the place up.. So we can come here.. Maine bhaagne ka plan tabhi banaya tha.. But tum aur tumhara gussa.. And what the hell is with that Payal!! You're obsessed with her!", he went on with his explanation as he placed the candles around the room, illuminating it in all it's emptiness. It looked bigger without any furniture.. "But I couldn't fix the lights.. And the patio is still dirty.. That we'll do some other time.. And then we'll have to go shopping for new furniture too..", he told her as she watched him spread one blanket that he had carried onto the floor next to the wall where the bed had previously been. Then got into the other blanket, pulling it close over himself, "Aah.. This feels so good..", he sighed, wrapped up in the thick warmth of the blanket, "Basket.. Don't you wanna join me?", he winked at her naughtily while she still stood near the entrance looking at the beautiful effect the candles had created on the room. It looked so warm.. So inviting.. Just like Armaan, she thought, when he came over and wrapped her in his arms so he could take away the cold, "Stop dreaming Basket.. We have better things to do..", he huskily whispered in her ear before giving her a naughty wink.
But his comment didn't bother her so much as much as the warmth of his hands that rubbed her arms in comfort. It made her shiver again.. "Life with you feels like a dream Armaan.. Sometimes I don't believe I'm actually living it.. ", she told him with a dreamy smile as he led her towards the temporary blanket bed that he had made.
But only one thing was going on in Armaan's head.."I can make you believe it Basket..", he told her naughtily, leaning in to kiss her as she sat next to him in the middle of the blanket spread. Riddhima's heart skipped a beat as she saw him lean in. The sight of him so close to her reminded her of the moment they had had in his room a couple of hours back.. And just at that thought, heat rose to her face making her blush. His caressing breath on her face gave her a clear reminder of those feelings that he had aroused in her tonight. She couldn't help but shy away from the kiss, blushing as she turned her back to him before she could lose herself in those feelings again. She quickly took the warm blanket over herself and lay on her side, facing away from him.
Armaan frowned as she did that..
"Basket.. You're sleeping?..", he asked her, clearly disappointed at her course of action.
"Yes Armaan.. I think you should sleep too..", she answered back casually, smiling to herself.
"What was the point in running away if you had to sleep yaar Basket!! Tum ghar pe bhi toh so sakti thi..", he complained, still frowning at her back.
"Haan.. Of course so sakti thi.. Tumne zabardasti mujhe bhagaya toh main kya kar sakti hoon!", she teased him with a smile that she hid with the blanket on her face.
"Eh.. Jhooti.. You agreed to come with me.. Don't lie!..", he took off the blanket off her face and turned her to face him.
"Toh.. What do you want to do Armaan?.. Yahaan karne ke liye aur hai bhi kya?", she asked him, trying hard to control her smile at the answer that she knew he was going to give her, "Well. I can think of a few things.. ", he told her, wiggling his brows naughtily.
"I'm not interested in those things.. Tumhare dimaag mein sirf ek hi cheez hoti hai na.. Useless..", she put up some fake anger and disgust as she turned on her side again to look away from him. But he forced her to face him again as he lay down next to her, "Oh ho! Says the girl who kissed me in front of a hundred people like the world was coming to an end! And it was absolutely not an innocent kiss Ms. Gupta.. To warrant that kind of a reaction from me!"
"Shut up okay Armaan.. So what if I kissed you.. I only did that to save you from that Payal! How dare she try to kiss you!!!", she defended herself angrily. The thought of Payal having managed to land her lips on him sent a mad rage through her head that reflected in her eyes.
But Armaan was looking at that same situation as a glass half-full, "If she trying to kiss me gets that reaction from you, I'll pray that she tries to kiss me everyday!", he teased her with a naughty grin, moving his face close to hers, hoping he could steal a kiss. Those lips of hers had lost their shimmer. He had done a good job of wiping the gloss off them. But they still looked soft and inviting, not to mention tempting..
But Riddhima kept her hand on his chest and gave him a light push to maintain the distance that she wanted.. "Armaan!! Shut up!!", her frown was to die for.. But Armaan just wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her closer, "No seriously.. In fact.. I'll pay her to try and kiss me everyday!!", he told her seriously, trying to lean closer into her. But that didn't go down well with Riddhima, "Keep trying and you'll find her dead in your cabin one day..", she threatened him with a murderous glare that effectively put a stop to all his attempts at kissing her.
"God Riddhima! I didn't know you were so violent.. Tum usse itna hate kyun karti ho?..", he asked her, half amused, half scared by her over reactions.
"Tum phir uski side le rahe ho Armaan..", she whined as she heard his reaction, her frown deepening. How many times were they going to argue on the same point.
Armaan smiled at that frown, but caressed her forehead to iron out the frown-lines on it, "Main uski side nahi le raha Riddhima.. I'm just genuinely asking you..", he told her, still smiling at how her cheeks turned pink at just his touch.
But she tried to remain unaffected, her hand still on his chest as she answered him objectively, "Armaan.. What is so difficult to understand!! She is in love with you.. I'm your fiancee.. I cant stand it if she tries to hit on you! It's that simple really! It's not rocket science!!"
"Yeah.. I understand that bit Basket.. That you don't like her hitting on me.. I know she has a thing for me.. But there are so many people who have a crush on me.. You have to admit.. Like that ICU waali nurse.. The hot one! I can get her to do whatever I want.. Whenever I want.. ", he tried to give an example that completely scandalized her.. "What!!", she asked him sitting up in her shock.
"I meant work Basket!! Dirty girl!", he clarified his point, pulling her down on him with her hands. But Riddhima maintained her frown, trying to digest this new information. God alone knows how many nurses had fallen for Armaan.. She had seen them go gaga over him during his birthday and all.. But she had never felt this strong hate that she felt for Payal, "So.. At least she doesn't think that you can actually fall for her..", she justified her behavior defiantly, still thinking about it.
"I'm sure Payal doesn't think that..", Armaan replied calmly only to get a very assertive "She does.." from Riddhima.
"Has she told you?", he asked her, trying to defend his point. But Riddhima had had enough of his stupidity, "Armaan shut up! She actually made a career choice that revolved around having you as her mentor.. She really likes you..", she told him clearly. Could she have made it clearer than that! But for Armaan, it still didn't make a difference, "All that's speculation Riddhima.. And even if it's true what do you expect me to do about it?.. It's not my problem that she likes me.. Really!", he told her coolly making her fume, "But it is my problem.." she told him angrily, getting her hand out of his grip and sitting up with her back against the wall behind them.
"Then deal with her yourself Basket.. Don't drag me into it.. I have a professional relationship to maintain with her.. I can't ruin it coz of a grudge you have with her..", he justified himself calmly, sitting up next to her.
"Armaan.. A professional relationship is different.. You almost lead her on..", she confronted him blatantly, looking at him in the eye. But Armaan found that accusation unfair, "Please.. What have I done that she'd think I'm leading her on.."
"You asked her for a dance tonight.. For starters..", she pointed out the first in a long list that she had in her mind.
"That was just to get back at you.. And to think of it, it actually worked in my favor.. Didn't it!", he tried to joke it off as he put an arm around her waist and pulled the blanket over his legs too, getting all cozy with her.
But it didn't affect Riddhima as much, "Yeah.. I'm sure it did.. But then.. You gave her false hope.."
"So you're feeling bad for her now?"
"No.. I'm just saying it's wrong for you to do that.. You must make it clear to her that you will never ever fall for her.. It's not even a possibility.. ", Riddhima's demands couldn't have been more specific. And Armaan agreed to them at once, "Fine.. Basket.. When she tells me that she's in love with me.. Or when she asks me out.. I'll let her know.. I cannot go and blast her for something she hasn't done! I'll look like a fool in that situation..", he explained to her.. And rightly so. She was finally starting to see his point.. That is why she could refute him and found herself lost for words, "Armaan.. But.."
"No Riddhima.. You're not looking at this from my point of view..", he told her, taking her hand in his, playing with the ring on her left hand, "And what is your point of view exactly?" she asked him, not having anything else to say. Armaan was silent for a while. Then an idea hit his head.. He sat up straight, without the support of the wall this time, and turned to face her, "Okay.. Look at it this way.. Lets pretend that Payal is your intern.. ", he started, his hands all animated as he thought he could finally get her to see his reason.
But Riddhima just raised her brows in confusion.. "What?.."
"No.. Just listen to me.. So Payal is your intern, who I for some reason believe, has a huge thing for you..", he continued with his explications, shocking Riddhima with every word he said, "What!!", she exclaimed, wondering if he actually meant what she thought he meant!
But Armaan was absolutely clear in his head, "Arre.. What's your problem?.. Listen na.. So imagine.. That I think Payal is trying to hit on you.. And has chosen you as a mentor only coz she wants to get closer to you.."
"Armaan.. Payal is not a lesbian!!", Riddhima couldn't help but argue back, still stunned by his unorthodox justifications.
"How do you know?.. She could be..", he retorted with a teasing smirk.
"Armaan shut up.. Get serious.. ", she threw him a dirty scowl, not wanting to continue his stupid out of control imagination. It was such a waste of time.. But not for Armaan, "You're not listening to me toh main kya karun?.."
"Tum bakwaas kar rahe ho toh main kya karun?"
"Yeh bakwaas nahi hai Riddhima.. I'm just trying to get my point across.. What would you have done if Payal had a crush on you and was being really nice to you.. And anything you said.. Even if it was related to work made her smile foolishly at you.. Anything you did, made her think that you like her in any way.. And I kept telling you.. Riddhima.. Don't talk to her.. Why is she always around you? Why is she looking at you like that?.. I mean.. Would you have gone and told her.. Look Armaan thinks you like me.. But the thing is.. I'm already in love with him and unavailable so please stop looking at me like that.. Would you have done that?", he offered his side as convincingly as he could, like he was explaining some case to her.
"Armaan.. You're being ridiculous..", she replied after listening to his every word. She really didn't have anything else to say to him.
"No Riddhima.. I would have been ridiculous if I would have asked you to uninvite your intern from your new year bash on grounds that I don't like to see her face.. ", he replied back smartly. And this time he had shut her up for good. She frowned, realizing that she had lost this battle.. But she hated to admit that he was right in his viewpoint. When she looked at it the way he explained to her, it made sense. He couldn't stop talking to her just coz she thought Payal liked him. There was nothing, apart from being so obvious and hopeless in ogling at him, that Payal had done to deserve rude behavior from him. If she was in his place, and she squirmed at the thought of Payal having a thing for her, she would have obviously not confronted her intern unless she made some kind of move, which she sincerely hoped she never would. Just the thought made her nauseous. But nonetheless, Armaan had proven his point. And she had to reluctantly agree, "Tch.. Armaan.. Can we stop the pretence now.. I see your point.. You cannot be rude to her just because she likes you.. You have to work with her.."
Armaan exclaimed in relief as she admitted that, "Exactly!! Thank god!! Then why do you fight with me over her Riddhima.. She's nobody.. She isn't a part of our equation.. ", he told her, trying to strengthen his point, before she finds the flaw in his explanation. But Riddhima was a smart woman.. It didn't take long for her to spot his bias, "Would you have said the same thing if I had a MALE intern under me who had a thing for me? I mean.. Your lesbian theory has a point to make.. But I'm sure you would have been a jealous wreck if some guy was trying to get close to me..", she made more of a statement out of it that a question. Armaan, without a doubt, would have, like he had claimed tonight, given a black eye and a broken jaw to any guy who tried getting close to her. And he had no qualms in accepting it too, "Yes I would have been.. I would have been protective more than jealous! A girl hitting on you and a guy hitting on you are two totally different things!! There's no comparison!", he told her coolly.
"Really? And why is that so? Being jealous is you birthright, is it?", she asked him sarcastically, rolling her eyes at that potentially chauvinistic claim of his.
"No.. Guys are different Riddhima.. Ladke kameene hote hain.. Haraami hote hain.. You don't know what goes on in their mind..", he told her, a warning undertone to his seemingly casual confession.
Riddhima, who for a moment was taken aback with his claim about the opposite sex, frowned as she asked him, "Accha.. Tumhe bada pata hai?.. "
"Toh.. I'm a guy.. Obviously I'll know..", he claimed casually, only to see her jaw drop in shocking disgust, "Toh tumhare dimaag mein bhi aise kameene and haraami khayal aate hain?..", she asked him with a scowl.
"Haan.. Obviously.. Lekin sirf tumhare liye..", he dared to answer her in an affirmative like it was the most obvious thing, pulled her closer in a tease. His ears had, however, started to turn red with the heat that was rising up his face at the so called kameene and haraami thoughts that were the point of discussion. But the look of murder in Riddhima's eyes after the initial shock had worn out of them made him let go of her, "Joking.. Seriously.. I was kidding..", he said in a small, hardly convincing voice as he bit his tongue at his own cheekiness. She tried to control her smile in spite of her disgust as she notice him steal wary glances at her. She certainly didn't want to persist on his testosterone driven thoughts at the moment.. So she thought it best to let go of it and change the topic to something less awkward, "So.. Forget all that.. Lets get to the point.. What conclusion are we drawing from all this?..", she asked, it seemed, more to herself than to him. But he happily obliged, glad that she had let that go, "That you are not going to fight with me because of anything that Payal does.. She's my intern and I will have to talk to her.. And I cant stop her from smiling at me.. Or I cant order her to shut her eyes whenever I come in front of her.. I cant.. You have to understand that..", he stated the conclusion that they had established from their crazy discussion.
"Fine.. But that is not going to stop me from hating her.. If I catch her doing anything wrong, I'm going to glare her down and be rude to her.. And you're not going to interfere between the two of us..", she told him point blank, making her stand clear.
"Oh.. Now it's the two of 'US'.. That's reassuring.. Especially after my lesbian hypothesis..", he teased her again, only to get a slap on his shoulder, "Shut up Armaan.. "
"Okay fine.. I get your point.. So no more ladayi where Dr. Payal is concerned.. We'll deal with her on our own.. Done!"
"Done.. ", she agreed with him happily as he relaxed back next to her, leaning his back against the wall and his head on her shoulder, "Thank god! I was so tired of arguing with you all the time.. Now no more fighting.."
"You're making it sound like only I was fighting with you..", Riddhima couldn't help but point out even as she placed a loving kiss on his hair.
"Well you were..", he shot back. But she had a point to make. If they had talked the Payal issue out, they also needed to talk about the problem he had with her dad. That was the reason he had been mad at her in the first place. And she didn't waste another second confronting him about it, "So were you Armaan.. You shouted at me for something papa did.. And you accused me of hiding things from you.."
"So.. You did hide it from me.. How can you forget something as important as that.. You're papa eavesdropped on us.. It felt more like you were trying to hide it on purpose.. ", he defended himself, looking at her with a little contempt that was directed more at her papa than at her.
"Armaan.. If he would not have over heard us, I wouldn't have come to your place that night and we would not have been able to solve our problems.. He, for once, did something nice Armaan.. Why would I want to hide that from you..", she tried to justify herself as well as her dad. She didn't know why Armaan had and was over reacting to that.
But Armaan took offence to that claim, "Please.. We didn't solve our problem because of him.. I would have come to the same conclusion even if you weren't at home that night.. I could have come to your house.. Or we could have spoken the next day or something.. It wasn't that big a deal.."
Riddhima sighed when she realized he had misunderstood her and at once got to clear things out with him, "I was talking about his gesture Armaan.. He trusted you.. He trusted us.. He wanted us to solve our problems.. He wanted me to be there for you.. Isn't that an improvement?"
"I'm going to keep you for life irrespective of what he thinks about me! I don't think I'm dependent on his opinion anymore.. I'm over that!!", he made his point clear too. He didn't care about anything Shanky thought about him now. He had made that mistake once, of leaving Riddhima, because he had not approved of him. But that was a thing of the past. In fact, the more he thought about that action of his now, he thought it as the worst decision of his life. But a small voice in his head always managed to defend his action. But right now, his anger had suppressed that voice into silence.
Riddhima, however, had not been talking about his relationship with her at all. And she had to let him know that, "It's not about you and me Armaan.. I love you.. And nothing anyone does is going to change that fact.. I was talking about your relationship with him.. You always respected him and treated him like your father Armaan.. Now he's finally accepting you like his son.. And that is important to me! Even if it's not to you!", and she was genuinely happy about it. The thing that had hurt her most - apart from the fact that he had left her alone - about everything that had happened around the time their relationship had come out in the open was that her papa did not think she was right in choosing Armaan as a partner for life. And even after he had accepted their relationship, what she craved for most, was that her papa respect Armaan for what he was. And more than that, she hoped that her papa could love Armaan the way he loved her. Coz Armaan did deserve it. And now that it was finally happening, Armaan was ruining it by being such a stubborn blind ass!! And that's exactly how he reacted to her justifications, "Please.. All he cares about is you.. He wants me to be happy only because your happiness depends on mine.. You're all he cares about.. Anyone else you would have chosen would have gotten the same treatment from him..", he frowned in his defense.
But Riddhima still didn't see his point, "And that is wrong because.."
"Because.. I don't know.. That's just besides the point..", he tried to parry her questioning complete-the-sentence since he really didn't have a reason as to why it was wrong for Shanky papa to care about her happiness. Obviously he would!
Riddhima, however, did have a theory, "No it's not besides the point.. In fact, it is the only point.. Because you always saw him as the perfect father Armaan.. Just like the one you always wanted.. You're just jealous he loves me more!"
"What! What rubbish!!", Armaan couldn't have been more ridiculed by any other idea she had presented than this one. What crap!! But his loss of words worked in her advantage, "Armaan.. I'm his daughter.. And he knows you love me.. And can do anything for me.. That is why he used the excuse of my happiness to get you to do what he thinks is right for you.. Don't you get it?.."
But Armaan was still reluctant to accept the point that she was slowly driving home, "No.. First of all.. He should not have eavesdropped on us.. He came to see if I was treating you right.. He doesn't trust me to take care of you.. What does he think Riddhima? That I would have harmed you in any way.."
"No Armaan.. But he's an overprotective father.. Something that you and me cannot change about him.."
"Whatever it is.. I don't think he was right in over hearing our conversation.. And then having the nerve to come and tell me about it.. Upar se give me his unwanted advise.. "
"Armaan.. Now you're the one who's not looking from his point of view.. ", she pointed out with a sly smile, using his own tactic on him.
"Which is?..", he raised his brow in a question, wondering what theory she was going to come up with this time. Hopefully it didn't involve him being jealous of her over Shanky papa's love.
But Riddhima was excited about her explanation. She had thought of the perfect way to show him her dad's point of view, "Okay.. Let's pretend you were in his place.. Suppose you were my papa.. I mean..". She started, inspired by his idea of playing pretence.
Armaan however, winced at the very idea.. "No way Basket!! Not the same thing as imagining Payal as a lesbian.. Not the same thing.. ", he vehemently refused to make any such pretence.. Not after the kind of haraami thoughts about her that had plagued his mind tonight.
Riddhima giggled at his pained expression, but agreed with him. It would definitely be weird pretending what she had been suggesting.. So she changed the pretence a little, "Fine.. Imagine then.. In the future.. When you will become a father.. Is that okay?..", she asked him, seeking his approval.
And the thought of them becoming parents brought an instant smile on his face. "Yeah.. That's better.. ", he agreed enthusiastically, interested in her theory now, as he put an arm around her waist and leaned his head on hers, all ready to imagine their children as she put her point across.
Riddhima rolled her eyes at his over enthusiasm and started with her explanations, "So.. So suppose that your daughter is all grown up.."
"Our daughter Basket..", he corrected her as she said that.
"Yeah okay.. Our daughter.. So she's all grown up.."
"What's her name?", he interrupted he again excitedly, wondering what they could name their daughter.
But it irritated Riddhima, "Why is that important Armaan.. It could be anything.. Don't bug me.."
Armaan frowned at her, but complied, "Fine.. Lets call her Riddhima junior.. "
"Yuck.. Why would you call her that..", Riddhima protested at that suggestion.
"For the time being Basket!"
Riddhima just shook her head in annoyance, but agreed with him anyway.. To argue with him was a moot point anyway. "Okay.. So your Riddhima junior.. Is all grown up.. ", she started again.
"She cant have a boyfriend..", he put in before she could even suggest it.
"Oh but she does!!.. And she's in love with him.. He's like her Armaan..", she said that with a warm dreamy smile only to make Armaan give his dirtiest scowl, "No!! I'll kill that guy!!"
"So much for being my Armaan.. ", she sighed, putting an arm around his waist from the front and leaning onto his chest.
"Shut up yaar Basket.. You and me.. Is totally different from my daughter and her rascal of a boyfriend..", he told her agitatedly.
"Okay.. Fine.. That's what you think of him.. But then Riddhima junior, begs you to accept him.. Because she's in love with him.. And he's the most important man in her life.. And he's her jaan and all that filmy shit.."
"But.. I'm suppose to be the most important man in her life!!"
"You were Armaan.. You were.. Before the Rascal came along.."
"Damn.. I'll kill him.."
"No.. You won't.. Coz I'll convince you to accept him and all.. And you really want to see Riddhima junior happy.. And if she's happy with Rascal, then so be it.. You have no choice but to accept him.. Or else you lose her.. Coz she'll hate you for hating the love of her life.."
"That's so unfair..", he whined as he realize what she said was true.
Riddhima giggled at his expression, but continued anyway,"I know.. It is.. But then.. That's how it works.."
"So I have to accept him..", he grudgingly accepted.
"Yeah.. And then you realize that he's not really that bad.. He really loves Riddhima junior.. And you know that he'll take care of her.. Maybe better than you can.."
"I cant imagine that happening.. But anyway.. What's your point?..", he asked her, not liking the idea of his liking Rascal at all..
"Haan.. I'm coming to that.. So what happens is.. That one day.. Rascal gets really angry with Riddhima junior for some fault of hers.. You know.. He's all glaring at her with a clenched jaw and all.."
"How dare he?", Armaan snarled at the very thought..
"It was her fault Armaan..", Riddhima justified the imaginary Rascal.
"But still.. I'd kill him if he dared to glare at my daughter..", Armaan declared, pouting at her for defending the dushman party, taking overactive imaginations to new levels of craziness. Riddhima just could hold back her laughter at that, "How dramatic.. But cute I must admit..", she said, pulling his cheeks affectionately as he slapped her hand away from his face, before continuing with her story, "Anyhow.. So Rascal wants to talk to Riddhima junior alone.. More like he wants to blast her.. And so he takes her out of the house.. And you notice how our junior is all scared to face him.. Coz she knows she's made a big blunder.. And you watch her go behind him.. Literally dreading her fate.. What would you do Armaan?.. Wouldn't you have gone behind her.. To check whether Rascal was treating her okay.. "
Armaan frowned as he realized what she was getting at. He had known all the while that she was coming to this point. But the way she had come to it, he realized he could defend himself in the ways he had planned to. It was exactly what had happened that night. And the realization that Shanky papa was right in his own place was not really a welcome thought. But he had to agree to it.. Albeit very very reluctantly, "Yeah.. I would.. Obviously.. But.. Fine.. I get your point.. Shanky papa wasn't all that wrong in whatever he did.. But that does not mean I am going to take his advise.. That conversation was meant to be between the two of us.. And we've discussed it.. He wants us to be happy.. We are happy.. So he should stop digging into the matter now.."
"Whether he does that or doesn't is not my problem Armaan.. All I know is that he's grown to care for you.. And he wants you to be happy.. Whether you take his advise or not is your problem.. Don't fight with me and accuse me because of anything he does.. And you can't blame me for trying to justify him.. I'm his daughter.. I'm sure Junior will defend you in the same way in front of Rascal.. It's not like she'll stop loving you coz she's in love with someone else.."
"I still hate that Rascal..", he declared, frowning at his own defeat, wishing some way he could prove her wrong. But he couldn't.. Coz whether he liked it or not, she was right..
"But papa loves you Armaan.. He doesn't say it.. He cant.. He's the reserved types.. But I know he's concerned.. That day he asked me to check on you.. Coz he was worried for you.. He said you need me.. Even if you had asked me to leave you alone.."
"Okay fine.. He's not a bad guy.. I agree.. And maybe he cares about me too.. But I don't want him to care about me so much.. He's being such a pain.. He wants me to dig up my past again.. He assumed that will help me.. Just like you did.."
"You don't have to listen to him na Armaan.. Just tell him you'll think about it.. Then don't.. Simple.. "
Armaan nodded as he realized she was right.. "Actually.. But that day I was just taken aback.. Sorry.. I kinda over reacted.."
"It's okay.. I think I over reacted a little about the party too.. Nikki told me this morning in the canteen that the interns had invited us to their party.. And everything else that happened that afternoon when I had gone to pick up mamma from the airport.."
"Basket.. I really forgot about that party because of all the tension.. There were other important things to take care of.. I didn't care much about the party.. Really.."
"Even without caring much about it, it was quite a party you threw Mallik.. I must admit I'm impressed.."
"Thanks.. What can I say.. I had my Dr. Payal helping me by my side..", he adjusted his collar with pride in smug acceptance of her compliment. But when he saw her eyes spell D O O M, he apologized at once, "Okay sorry.. No more of these 'My Dr. Payal' jokes either.."
Riddhima stopped her glaring at his offer, "Thank you.. I think we must list out all that we have established from this talk.. For future reference.. And of course, so you can follow all that we have decided..", she told him very professionally.
"So that 'WE' can follow Basket.. Not 'You'..", he corrected her very convenient mistake to which she just rolled her eyes in ridicule, "Yeah whatever.. So.. Firstly.. We will not fight over the Payal issue.. We'll handle her in our own separate ways without involving each other.."
"Agreed.."
"And you will not ask her for a dance ever.. "
"When did we agree on that point!"
"I just added that point Armaan.. And I'm not giving you a choice.."
"Okay.. Agreed.."
"Then.. You will not blame me for anything papa does about that past waala problem of yours.. "
"Fine.."
"And I will not talk between the two of you regarding that matter.. Solve it on your own.."
"Okay.. Done.. So.. Shall we end this discussion.. Or do you want to write down the minutes of meeting..", he mocked her.
"Shut up Armaan.. Oh.. One last thing I forgot to add.."
"What?"
"No 'My Dr. Payal' jokes anymore.."
"Oh yeah.. Agreed.. I have one more to add.."
"Go on.."
"Every time Payal tries to kiss me, guarantee me an encore of tonight!"
"I don't agree!", she refused before he could finish his demand. And he obviously made his displeasure known to her, "That's not fair.. I agreed to all your negotiations.."
"I cant agree to yours, coz I'm gonna make sure Payal never tries to kiss you ever again..", she told him confidently, unwaveringly, almost determinedly.
"And how are you going to make sure of that.."
"We agreed on dealing with her on our own.. Without involving each other.. So don't ask me.. You just relax.. No one except me will try to kiss you in this life time..", she promised him with a wink.
"Toh.. Kiss me na..", he demanded, leaning into her, grinning naughty. But she just held him at a distance with her hands on his chest, "No.." and a firm refusal.
"Why?", came his whining question.
"Because.. I've kissed you enough in one night.. And that was way over the line anyway.."
"Tch.. That's not fair.. What was the point in running away..", he asked her, flabbergasted by the suggestion that she was done kissing him for tonight.
"Didn't we just arrive at more than a few points Armaan.. That discussion was important!", she pointed out to him. And that would not have happened if they had not run away. But Armaan just couldn't take his mind off that kiss, "Yeah.. Of course.. But what solved all our problems was essentially that kiss.. I cant even tell you how hot that was!", he told her almost enthusiastically.
"I don't even want you to tell me Armaan.. So jao chup chap..", she slapped away his face lightly and slipped down so she could lie on their makeshift bed. Then turned on her side so she could face away from him. Armaan looked at her back all disappointed that nothing was going to happen now. So much for all the trouble of running away.. He lay next to her, his head propped by the support of his elbow, as he ran his fingers through her hair, moving the strands of hair that were on her forehead behind her ear, "Tum uss taraf kyun dekh rahi ho.. At least turn around and face me..", he requested her softly, hoping for much more, but ready to settle for at least that much.
"No thank you.. ", came her prompt refusal. But he caught the smile that she was trying to control as he saw her cheeks go pink. And that brought a smile on his face.
"Kyun.. Do I tempt you?", he whispered huskily in her ear, leaning in so he could nuzzle it.
"You'd wish!", she answered a little breathily, trying to shift her face so his breath wouldn't torment her skin. But his arm went around her waist, while his lips found her skin.. That very sensitive skin below her ear, "I do..", he murmured as he placed a few tempting kisses there.
She couldn't help but give into that smile as she cut the conversation short at that, "Good night Armaan.."
Armaan chuckled, realizing her failed attempts at discouraging him, "Basket.. If this is going to be your attitude, how are we ever going to end up making Junior..", he commented cheekily with a dramatically disappointed sigh.
But Riddhima had an answer ready.. "Not till after three years of marriage Armaan..", she reminded him, trying to sound as casual about it as possible.
But what she said made Armaan frown just like every other time she said it.. "Why?..", he asked her again, hoping this time he could change her mind about it.
"We've already discussed this Armaan.. First I'm going to test your parenting skills with a pet.. I want a puppy.. When I feel your ready, we'll have a baby..", she told him, trying to make it sound all objective.
"How unfair..", he pouted like a baby himself while finding his comfortable spot near her nape, using the tip of his nose to guide him there. Riddhima felt her skin breaking into goose bumps as his actions made a shiver run down her spine. She had to clutch the blanket they were under to control the feelings that were taking over her, "That's how it is with me.. Shaadi karne se pehle soch lo..", she answered curtly, a complete contradiction to her molten insides. And his next question just made her insides squirm even more, in delight or in fright, she didn't know.. She was just glad she wasn't facing him.
"Fine.. But.. What are your thoughts on the process.. I mean.. Just for pleasure sake.. ", he dared to ask her, tracing her arm up and down with his forefinger, while he was lost in her redolence. She smelt so delicious. And he was sure she would be blushing at that question of his if he could see her face. That would be the ultimate temptation.
Only he had not expected her to say, "As long as it's safe from unwanted consequences it's actually not a bad idea at all.." Now that was 'The Ultimate Temptation'!!..
"Really?.. Like.. So you don't mind us doing it.. I don't believe you..", he got out of his hiding and peered over her shoulder to look at her face.
Riddhima, who was blushing at what she had said in her most casual stance, frowned as she saw him suddenly appear from behind her. She turned to lie on her back and was nothing short of amused at the excited look on Armaan's face. It was like he was a kid who had been offered to live at the ice cream factory. It would be fun playing this game with him.. Wicked thoughts, led to wicked ideas.. If he actually believed what she said was true, it was a one of chance at seeking her unrequited revenge. And she wasn't going to let it go.. "So don't believe it Armaan.. I can't do anything to make you believe it.." she told him coolly, teasing him with a wink.
But it most certainly worked against her, when he leaned into her and asked naughtily, "Maybe you can?..", his suggestive grin made her blush to the core. But she wasn't going to lose so easily.
"Are you carrying any protection?..", her question made his jaw drop in shock, effectively wiping the grin off his face.
"No.. Uh.. Not uh.. Not right now..", he stammered his reply in a daze, a little wary of her suggestions.
Riddhima grinned at his expressions. Oh sweet revenge!!
"Nor am I?.. The case in which I cannot make you believe anything.. So stop wasting your time and mine.. And go to sleep..", she told him and turned on her side to face away again.
"You really think I can sleep after what you just told me.. Next time we run away I'll make sure I carry a few packets in my wallet! I absolutely didn't see this coming..", he spoke more to himself than her, as he kept looking at her like she was some alien.
"Go to sleep Armaan..", she said through her smile, unable to believe he had fallen for that ploy of hers. So much.. That he was still muttering his regrets, "I got candles and match box and blanket!! I remembered to switch off the cell phones!! But I forgot the main thing!! Damn it!!"
"Armaan..", she turned around, giving him that naughty grin as she pulled his cheeks affectionately, "So jaao.."
But he didn't like the way she was treating him. He knew there was a possibility she was doing this on purpose.. To tease him.. "Tum mere saath mazaak kar rahi ho na Riddhima?.. It's not a nice thing to do.. Stop being mean..", he pouted angrily at her. She just giggled in response, "Why will I do something like that Armaan.."
"Don't lie Riddhima.. I know you're playing with my feelings?", he told her dramatically.
She just couldn't help but snort derisively at that, "Yeah.. Okay.. I'm sorry I was playing with your feelings.. Main mazaak kar rahi thi.. Is that okay.. Now will you please go to sleep.."
"Riddhima yaar.. You're so confused..", he complained, his frown deepening..
"I'm not confused baby.. You are.. Maybe a good night sleep will clear your confusion..", she told him through her giggles and pulled him down on her. He reluctantly settled his head under her chin, but didn't let go of the frown, "Tch.. Fine.. Go to sleep.. I can get my proof tomorrow night..", he declared, almost threateningly.
"Why night?.. I can prove a few things during the day.. If you want me to..", she teased him through her giggles, making him scowl even more, "Riddhima stop teasing me.. I'll stop talking to you.."
"Armaan.. I wish you'd stop talking.. I'm really sleepy.. Good night..", she brushed off his threats.
"Tch.. You're a horrible woman Riddhima.. You don't know what you've done!!", he looked at her face with a frown, arching his back with the support of his arms on either side of her.
"What have I done Armaan?", she asked him teasingly, as she looked up at him with that naughty glint in her eyes. But she realized she shouldn't have done that the moment she heard him say, "Maybe I should show you..", his husky whisper was far from the teasing tone she had taken with him. Her heart lost control of its beats as his eyes bore through hers, conveying nothing but that desire that rested deep within them.. And she had probably invited trouble by teasing it awake. Her breath got stuck somewhere in her wind pipe as she watched him lower himself, his one hand, which unknown to her, he had slipped under her shirt, caressing her around her navel tantalizingly. His caressing moved higher up her front as his breath came dangerously close to her face breaking her forehead into a sweat in spite of the cold weather. Her desires ran amok, out of her wits control, her nerves on their last ends of tolerance. The temptation came in a surge threatening to drown her in it. A shudder, two shivers and a long deep breath in before she gave in to his schemes, wanting that hand to run on her skin in abandon, not leave a single place untouched. Her eyes that had shut on their own, flew wide open at that thought, to look into those brilliant blues that were gazing down at her from a distance not so far. Her heart rate increased, but this time a fear accompanied the rush of desire. Armaan was so lost in watching her reactions to his touch that he had forgotten completely that this was supposed to be his revenge plan. But the way she reacted to every caress of his had him mesmerized. That desire in her eyes, that beating of her heart, that flush of her skin. She was the most beautiful thing he had seen in the world. And she looked even more beautiful in the dancing lights of the candle flames, the yellow light making her skin shimmer as it broke sweat over his evil plan. Only he forgot to smirk about it.. Forgot that just his touch could have serious consequences. On him and on her.. Those consequences that he saw in her eyes when they flew open, almost in fear. Her dilated pupils told him all that he needed to know, her green irises inviting him to make his move. And his doubts were only confirmed when he discovered how aroused she was, making her shiver with the slightest brush of his fingers. That kind of control was almost addictive. It made him want to continue with his explorations.. And that desire in her eyes was more than just inviting.. But. There was something more there too.. Something that looked like fear.. But his heart didn't want to believe it.. Wanted to turn a blind eye.. His own desires making their want felt.. His mind in a mire.. But all it took for him to make up his mind was a small shake of her head in a no.. A very very reluctant no.. He nodded in agreement.. That same very very reluctant nod before he moved his hand out of her shirt, maintaining that eye contact that had held him captive in it's magic. He felt her hands entwine with his, clutching his hand tight as she let out that breath she had held in for what felt like forever. But the spell was broken when she looked away from him. But his gaze followed hers, landing on the pair of hands that were locked with each other, right next to her face. It almost felt numb under the tight grip in which they had held each other, clutching each other tight to channel the desire that had threatened to take over. Riddhima closed her eyes as she felt Armaan settle his face under her chin again, sighing in relief as he placed a small assuring kiss at the hollow of her throat. And that relaxed her almost instantly, making her run her hand through his hair. It was just ironical as much as unbelievable how what troubled her was the only thing that could provide her comfort. As much as his proximity drove her off the edge with desire, it was the very thing that calmed her down. It was something she couldn't share with anyone.. That she knew he couldn't share with anybody. It just made her realize the magnanimity, yet simplicity of their relationship. It was everything and nothing at the same time.. It was so complicated that it didn't make any sense sometimes.. And yet so simple that it was the most obvious thing in the world. She opened her eyes when she felt him move their hands that were entwined together, his face still neatly tucked under her chin, probably listening to her heartbeat. She frowned when she felt him lift her hand up supported by their elbows, their fingers still entwined. And when she realized he was trying to get his hand out of hers, her frown only deepened.. She didn't want to let go.. But when she realized what he was doing, she let him have his way and smiled. He had entwined his thumb with hers and stretched his fingers out.. She mimicked his move to see a beautiful butterfly form on the wall in front of them, the candle light from behind them casting a perfect hand shadow.. She giggled when she saw him move his hand making the bigger of the two wings of the butterfly flutter.. She moved her hand with him next time making their butterfly ready for flight. Armaan smiled as he heard her giggle at their childish games.. How he loved to hear that sound. It was beautiful.. Just like she was. They spent some more time playing hand shadow.. Making deer.. And birds.. And dogs.. And horses.. Armaan's dog had just caught hold of Riddhima's deer, almost gobbling it up in one go, when he entwined their fingers again.. She looked at his hand in intrigue, wondering what he was about to do next when his fingers formed a flipped 'C'. She smiled in realization at what he was doing and completed the shadow with her half of the right flipped 'C' to make a heart shaped shadow on the wall. They stared at that for a long time, thinking about each other when Armaan murmured a soft "I love you.."
Riddhima just had to giggle when it was followed by a big yawn. She ruffled his hair affectionately and entwined her fingers back in his as she kissed his hand and let him sleep. She loved him so much! She couldn't even begin to think about it.. He was the cutest thing ever.. He understood every want of hers.. He understood what was right for her.. All he ever cared for was her.. It was almost impossible to have him.. He was too good to be true.. And all she ever wanted, was for him to have everything he wanted.. And somewhere deep down in her heart, she knew all he wanted was her.. And she couldn't express how much she loved him for being what he was.. All said and done.. It all boiled down to those three words.. They just said it all.. So she decided to tell him before she shuts down for the night.
"Armaan.. ", she called out to him softly, hoping he had not fallen asleep. Fortunately he had not.. He looked up at her at once.. She smiled as she looked into those sleepy blue eyes, "I love you..", and she said it, but her eyes telling him more than her words did.
He smiled as he heard her, his sleep almost vanishing under the effect of that love, "I love you too..", he returned, giving her a tiny naughty wink.. Then greeted her with a "Happy New Year.."
"Happy New Year..", she replied.. She had almost forgotten it was the new year..
"Good night?", it was more of a question than a greeting. Riddhima looked at him as his expressive eyes told her all his wonderment.
"Good night..", she wished him back, making a decision for him and pulled him close by his collar, finally giving him what he longed for.. Their lips met in the warmest, softest of all kisses, conveying all the love that they had for each other. The love that words failed to describe..
Armaan sighed in a contented smile as he pulled out of the kiss. This time he wasn't forced due to lack of air.. This kiss was perfect.. Not demanding.. Not desperate.. Neither thirsty nor hungry.. Nor was it all consuming.. It was just full of love. But it was so perfect that it made him greedy for another one.. Would she let him kiss her again? Maybe not.. She had taken forever to kiss him once.. And it was better to keep the kisses to a minimum after what had happened tonight.. They had almost lost control twice.. And he didn't want to scare her again. But then she was so tempting.. But no.. No more kissing.. It was time to call it a night.. He was just about to wish her a good night when, "Armaan..", her sweet voice interrupted him..
"Hmm..", he looked at her, snapping out of his wonderment, finally having decided against the kiss, when she asked lovingly, "Aur chahiye?.."
And almost as soon as those words had left her mouth he had nodded an excited nod, his eyes lighting up at the thought, completely forgetting that he had decided against it.. Talk about partial amnesia..
But instead of the promised kiss, he just got a sharp smack on his head as Riddhima laughed at him in her amusement, "Maar milegi.. Maar..", she said through her giggles, pulling his cheeks as he scowled..
"Tum.. Tum.. Basket you always torture me like this!! Just go.. I don't want to talk to you..", he complained as he furiously got off from her and turned on his side, facing away from her. Riddhima just continued to giggle at his back, still savoring that look of delight on his face when she had made her offer. He was such a cutie.. She snaked an arm around his waist and hugged him from behind, still giggling as he continued to frown and pretended to sleep. "Sorry..", she mumbled against his ear as she continued to shake with silent giggles.. But he shrugged his shoulder to get her off.
"I love you..", she whispered teasingly, grinning as she nuzzled his ear.
"Tch..", he frowned, feigning anger, as he tried to take her hand off from his waist, her antics working on him.
But he had to give into his smile when her hand escaped his grip and found the buttons on his shirt, tracing around them teasingly as her giggles chimed in his ears. He caught hold of her hand, twining his fingers with hers as he held it in a tight grip and brought it up to his lips, "I love you..", he whispered against them, making her smile.
"I love you too..", she whispered back in reply, kissing the crook of his neck as he turned to sleep on his stomach. She nestled her face against his nape, half laying herself on his back, one of her legs around both of his, one hand caressing his scalp as it brushed his hair, the other clasped tight in his grip resting against his lips. They finally fell asleep as the first dawn of the new year broke light through the midnight blue sky. The yellow flames continued to glow around them till their shadows disappeared. As a result, a magical yellowish pink night ensconced them in all it's beauty, painting the blank canvas of their empty cottage in exuberant colors. With the melting red candles giving their best yellow glow, the pink light entering through the translucent windows, Armaan and Riddhima slept their most peaceful sleep in what most certainly was a slice of paradise..

Edited by zephyrr - 13 years ago
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Posted: 13 years ago
Does that mean u are updating soon😛
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ohhh wow when is next...😳
plzzz update soon cant wait...
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No words...I am speechless
Come on give ne a 🤗

Luv
Nandi
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Posted: 13 years ago
wen u gonna update?
shud i wait?
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Hey Zappy...🤗
sorry for commenting late was little busy...😳
Part 98
Wowww...the part was freaking amazing...
awesome... 👏 👏
👏the whole party scene and the way both were trying to get back at each other... 😆
i hate that kamini payal yar...she ...how dare she tried to kiss armaan...Riddhima shud hv killed her at the spot i agree...
they ran away from the party... and the whole PDA... 😳.trully awesome
cant wait for the reactions from the whole gang... especially anji...
lets hope payal will go to hell now...or else plzzz yu send her to hell or to some other planet...
continue super soon
Thanks for the PM...
Take care



lots of love
jannat

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Posted: 13 years ago
the last part might have been one of my favorites from your FF but obviously when you keep writing every new part becomes my favorite!!

Loved chapter 98- from all the emotions and actions you described in it was just awesome. I can't wait to see what they do running away. the way you portray their intimacy is perfect!

Your characters are just phenomenal and breathtaking!

Please update soon!!!
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Zapsss!
Every new part you post...Always leaves me SPEECHLESS! Truly magical and just something to treasure...youre way with words and emotions is just too perfect to depict :) Its like im part of AR's life in the story...its not even a story anymore...beyond that...like a tale perhaps!
Coming to the part...PAYAL GRRR!!!! I absolutely LOVED Riddhima in this...probably a bit more than Armaan...hehe! Thats probably because I never thought Armaan would actuall go dance with Payal and leave Riddhima like that...for a second, I actually thought that if she left the party or danced with some other guy, it would just spice things up. But again, you surprised me with what happened next. OMG THE KISS! Seriously, can it get any hotter? and romantic? The way the backed up inside the room and just ran away...was JUSTT SOOO..Fairytale like...but kinda "Armaan-Riddhima like" too...hahah its just so expected and unexpected from them...Am i confusing you? lol But oh welll..Im glad that shut payal up finally! But gosh, I hope she zooms off now into some other land because I loved how Ridzy shut her up! So NEEDED! and now...I cant wait to see whats in store for us NOW?!?! More romance i hopee ;) and ohhh i wonder whats gunna happen when they get backk...quesion answers? haha!
Also...dont you think Riddhima forgave too easily? But perhaps...theyre beyond that whole stage and the main aim was for them to be together at new years! So that surely happened :P
Okies update when you can! Also...add some Armaan paatoying Riddhima scenes or her making him jealousss...that would be interestingg! =)
Beautiful treat for us again! Thanks!
Takeee careee!
*I edited my post on page 72 but then I decided to just copy and paste it here so you dont have to go back* lol
Edited by nyxx - 13 years ago

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