ArHi Marriage FF: His to take? Part XIII: pg 83 - Page 31

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Part IX:

Her senses were on overdrive, she was still reeling from that kiss when she heard his voice. Something about those words drew her out of her reverie. Her eyes shot open, and she stared at his liquid brown orbs, hooded with desire. They spoke volumes, but the words didn't feel right. They cut right through her.

But his eyes' they speak a different language' hey Devi Maiyya, should I trust what I see or what I hear? She looked away, trying to hide her inner turmoil. Desperate to put some more distance between them, she tried to wriggle out his grasp.

He was momentarily distracted by the confusion in her eyes, and when she struggled against him, he let go. He'd never ever forced himself on a woman, and he wasn't going to start now. Turning away, he tried to hide the whirlwind of emotions driving him crazy - desire, frustration, anger' this doe-eyed girl would be the end of him!

He unbuttoned his shirt, and pulled it out, trying to hide evidence of his arousal. The room was getting stuffy despite the air conditioning! Damn ' he hadn't though this through. He couldn't keep his hands off her'. well he hadn't made her any promise about that.

"Khushi' tum bed pe so jaao'" he volunteered, still not looking at her. When there was no response, he turned around and found she was gone. His preoccupied mind had missed the sound of the running shower. (Khushi'. You sleep on the bed)

Damn! Was she trying to drive him insane?! This was f**king too much! If she hadn't moved back, they would have been sprawled on the bed, she under him, her legs wrapped around his hips.

"Aaah!!! Yeh kya ho gaya?! Isko bandh kaise karte hain?!" her screams pulled him out of his dream. (How did this happen? How do I shut this off?!)

He rushed towards the bathroom door and half turned the knob, and then stopped. What was he trying to do! Complicate things further? Wait' had she forgotten to lock the door?!

He was tempted to let himself in, but decided to do the gentlemanly thing. Knocking on the door, he asked curtly, "Khushi, tum theek ho? Shower bandh karne ko help kar doon?" (Khushi, you ok? Shall I help you turn the shower off?)

"Na' nahin Arnav ji!!" she yelled back in horror. "Hum kar lenge," she added.

(No ' no Arnav ji, I'll manage)

She couldn't have him coming in here, and seeing her drenched to the skin. Never mind that the water was so hot it had nearly scalded her translucent skin ' her neck, waist and arms had borne the brunt of it.

She figured out the contraption ' it was just like him ' scalding hot one moment, and then icy cold! She let the water run down her skin' not bothering to step out of her lehenga. It would probably be ruined' but who cared!

Every girl's shaadi ka joda meant the world to her. But her's was perfect as the dulhan's sister's dress' it wasn't something that a dulhan, a bride would yearn to be married in. Her tears mingled with the water' running down her face.

There was another knock on the door. "Khushi' abhi bhi paani ki awaaz aa rai hai' tumko bandh karna tha ya chalaana tha?" Arnav enquired, the humor back in his voice.

(Khushi' I can still hear the sound of running water. You wanted to turn it off or on?)

His humor was infectious. Hearing the laughter in his voice brought a smile to her face, albeit a sad one. She remembered the last time he'd been amused' when she'd danced to "Didi tera jeth'" She sighed. How had things gone so horribly wrong!

"Laad governor! Samajhte hain kya apne aap ko' chain se rehne bhi nahin dete hain" she muttered, turning the shower off. She looked around for a towel but couldn't find one. There was a navy terry robe by the door. The chill in the air was giving her a bad case of goose bumps, she shivered.

(Laad Governor! What does he think of himself? Doesn't even let me be in peace)

If she let propriety rule, she could continue to suffer in her sopping wet lehenga and come down with fever tomorrow' or let practicality win and change into the robe. After all, he'd seen her in less when she'd danced to "Ek do teen" not long ago.

The bathroom door opened suddenly, causing Arnav who was leaning against it, to stumble momentarily. He grabbed the nearest thing ' Khushi! Damn ' what was she doing, looking so sexy in his robe?!

Her eyes opened wide, as she tried to shield herself, and prevent the knot around her waist from coming undone, without losing her balance. He was quicker on his feet, as always, and steadied them both.

His arms were around her waist. Her hand was holding onto the belt of the robe, now loose, while the other clutched his shirt. With one hand, she tried to unsuccessfully fasten the robe, and stopped abruptly when she felt him stir in desire.

Realizing her discomfort, he put her aside and moved back, running his hands through his hair.

She quickly tightened the knot, knowing his eyes were closed. She bent down to pick up her lehenga and looked for a spot where she could let it dry. How else could she distract her mind ' she needed to act like nothing happened!

"If you're done here, I'll take a shower too," he said softly, lapsing into English unintentionally.

She got the drift of what he was saying and nodded quickly, heading out with her lehenga. She was thankful he hadn't been mean about her wearing his robe, his eyes hadn't raked her ' she would've died of embarrassment!

"Khushi' ek minute'. woh lehenga leke kaahaan jaa rahi ho?" he asked. Knowing her she'd probably leave it by the poolside to dry, damn! And he didn't want people asking any more uncomfortable questions!

(Khushi.. one minue.. where are you off to, with that lenhenga?)

In a hurry he snatched it from her, the bundle unraveled as it fell at his feet... choli, lehenga, and what do we have here, incredibly flimsy crimson lingerie in satin and lace' now, who would've imagined Khushi Kumari Gupta had such wonderful taste in innerwear!!

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Index:

Part I

https://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=2793839&PID=53266234�

Part II:

https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/53288436

Part III:

https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/53327898

Part IV:

https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/53368855

Part V:

https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/53391292

Part VI:

https://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=2793839&TPN=27�

Part VII:

https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/53459224

Part VIII:

https://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=2793839&PID=53551223�

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