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Part 21 – Your Place or Mine?

The rest of the night went in a haze.

What they ate, what they drank, what they talked about didn't register, didn't matter.

All Arnav and Khushi were aware of was each other.

They had eyes for each other, ears for each other.

How they managed to reply to others that night remained a mystery.

It was as if there was some invisible connection between them, a field of attraction that they felt only.

As if they had a separate frequency band reserved for them only.

He got her a drink even before she declared she was thirsty.

She passed him what he needed as soon as he laid eyes on it.

They didn't see Armaan and Riddhimma mooning over each other.

They even missed Atul's awkward attempts at wooing all too classy Anjali.

Priya trying vainly to get Rahul's attention whose focus was riveted on Arnav and Khushi.

"Ouch!" Khushi said when Armaan elbowed her sharply, "What is your problem?" she asked wide eyed.

"Nothing I was just making sure you do remember you two are with us!..." he said with a mock solemn face only to go "Bwaahhh………." two second later as everyone broke out in laughter.

"Armaan …………," Arnav said leaning back on his chair slightly glaring at him asking him to stop teasing, afraid Khushi may go back in her shell of reservation. He had pushed his chair aside and was sitting with his legs sprawled out. He watched Khushi carefully as color rose on her face at being caught like that. He stood up to leave to be followed suit by Khushi.

"Hey Armaan let's go, what about you didi, will you come with us?" Riddhimma talked to Armaan and Anjali at the same time. In a minute they had filed out and waited for their cars.

"Khushi, coming with us?" Armaan asked daringly. He was looking at Khushi but his ears were waiting for Arnav for the answer which strangely didn't come from there.

Arnav had opened his mouth but shut it immediately to let Khushi make the decision.

"No, I am okay, you will have to go out of the way for me, thanks anyways," she smiled at him. Deciding to dare even further, Armaan insisted, "Oh COME ON, Khushi like if that matters to me, can do anything for friends and you know that," he said as he saw Arnav roll his hands in a fist inside his pockets.

Khushi wanted to kill Armaan for highlighting and underlining what she wanted. Mustering up confidence, she took a deep breath and said, "No, I think I'll go with Arnav," not believing what she had just gambled for.

"Ok!" said Armaan and drove away at lightning speed while Arnav's face lighted up with a slight smile. He had a very unASR like urge of hugging Armaan for making Khushi spell out what she wanted.

The air inside the car charged up as soon as they were in it. As they drove through the night, Khushi felt a light feeling rise inside her as if everything was floating, her skin felt alive to each and every move he made. Very quickly a sensuous feeling was overtaking her and she felt herself losing to reeling senses. It was a strange feeling, a very heady one. She breathed deeply hoping to overcome the feeling, trying to earth herself. She was unknowingly clutching the sides of the seat to get a semblance of balance.

Arnav raised his hand to turn on the radio but Khushi held his hand to prevent it. With his left hand tightly clutched in hers he skillfully changed gears to bring the car to a stop at the roadside. Khushi hadn't realized how tightly she was holding on to his hand. When the car stopped she looked up questioningly at him only to gaze into eyes that were filled with longing. She had a feeling that his eyes were only reflecting the fire in hers.

She didn't see him unbuckle his seat belt.

He then leaned in slightly to unbuckle hers.

Her hand still held his right hand firmly.

He held her waist with his other hand and drew her towards him.

Freeing his hand from hers he cupped her face with both before bringing down his head to kiss her. Light at first, the kiss quickly became more passionate as he delved deeper into her mouth, moving his hands from her face to the back of her head to get better access. His thumb caressed the base of her neck where he could feel her racing pulse.

Moaning with delight, Khushi let her hands go free and let them move on their own accord, to explore up his arms, to feel his chiseled muscles. From there they moved to his neck her fingers caressing it, to the rough stubble covered perfectly shaped jaw. At this point she took over, it was her turn to do the exploring, to drive Arnav crazy with pleasure as she hungrily plundered his mouth, Xeroxing the games his tongue had played in her mouth, finding pleasure she hadn't known existed.

While she explored the crevices of his mouth his hands began their journey to re-explore her curves. His hands sent electric jolts wherever they touched the bare skin at her back. With a slight tug he slid down one of the straps from her shoulder as he moved his lips from hers to her cheeks, down her throat to the nape of her neck. She shuddered with pleasure throwing back her head instinctively, as he bit softly into her shoulder. Raking her fingers through his hair she held his head and tugged at it to bring his lips back to hers. He began the heady assault of his tongue in her mouth again when Khushi's hand hit the one of the buttons on the player and the radio blared making them stop with a jump,

Roop tera mastana

Pyaar mera dewaana

Bhool kahin hum sai na ho jaye

Raat nasheeli ……….

RJ had definitely been tipped!

Breathing hard, they laughed softly, their lips against each others, their noses nuzzling together and foreheads resting against each others. Without changing his position he turned off the radio and kissed her lips lightly and closed his eyes to ask, "Your place or mine?" and waited with bated breath as she took time to answer.

Softly pressing her forehead against his, she said in a faltering voice, "Please drop me at my hostel."

Arnav opened his eyes and closed them again, his lashes lightly brushing against hers as he took a deep deep breath. Her tone told him that her resolve will break if he insisted even a little, his passion had already been stirred high and it took a lot of self-control for him to simply accept her answer without a single argument. Giving her one final kiss he straightened and moved her back to put her seat belt on. As he leaned in he also brought back the strap on her shoulder, his fingers lingering there for a fraction of a second more.

Putting the car into gear, they started off again. Khushi had her hands in her lap where Arnav took control of one holding it lightly and caressing her palm with his thumb. Khsuhi gave a sidelong glance at him, he was looking straight ahead, and his expression was hard to read. He wasn't angry but he didn't look happy either, neither peaceful. Khushi kept looking trying to figure out, hoping he'd once look at her though he continued to hold her hand leaving it for a few seconds whenever he needed to change gears.

Soon they were outside her hostel and Arnav got off to open the door for Khushi. Nervously, she turned to him say good bye when he just pulled her into him hugging her tightly. Pressing his length against her, molding her body into his. It was as if he was trying to memorize how she felt against him and then placed a light kiss on her hair and stepped back shoving his hands into his pockets to let her go.

"Bye," she said a bit haltingly.

"See you tomorrow!" he said meaningfully.

In her room she frantically looked for his T-shirt that she had worn earlier and wore only that to sleep. She kept staring at her cell phone. One call and he will come flying to take her; that she knew. But! Was she ready? She just turned to the other side and closed her eyes willing herself to sleep.

In his room he stripped down to his boxers and located the pillow she had used and fell on the bed putting it under his head. He knew she would have come had he coaxed her a bit more, but he wanted her to make the decision and not take his. He just stared at the ceiling hoping sleep will finally silence the voices in his head.