Hate That I Love You #3 Lnk to Thd. 4 on Pg.1 - Page 15

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Khushi's smile fell as soon as she remembered the week she was supposed to stay with the Raizadas had come to an end. In fact, tomorrow would be her last day there. Arnav had assumed that she'd be coming behind him. But when he heard only silence behind him, he turned to see Khushi still in the car, worrying her lower lip with her thoughts. She had not even removed her seatbelt yet. He opened her door, and bent to remove her seatbelt. That finally seemed to have caught her attention, and she looked up to find Arnav stare at her questioningly. She said what she had felt a few moments ago, her voice barely audible, "I've to leave tomorrow... Mr. and Mrs. Mehta will be back by morning..."

"Oh!! Don't. . ." He was saying when his phone rang, and he looked at the display of his phone to see who it was. It was the sponsor's number. He was torn in between answering the phone and talking to Khushi. "Answer it." Khushi told him firmly. Arnav nodded as he ran the back of his hand along her cheek and jawline and muttered, "We'll talk. . . Later. . . ." And. Khushi smiled in understanding as she got out of the car, and allowed Arnav to tug her along.

The meeting was a grand success. The sponsors who had had their share of doubts regarding the inexperienced designer, had been very charmingly taken on by Khushi, who in her usual, observant manner had spoken exactly the right words in the exact same manner so as to win them unanimously. And now, with Arnav's business tactics, they were ready to pay more than their share too.

Arnav was so pleased with the outcome of it. And more than that, he had found a person who could not just work FOR him, but work WITH him too! He called Lavanya, telling her not to disturb him after the meeting. Pulling an ecstatic Khushi to his lap, he kissed her long and hard, showing his happiness at winning yet another feather on his hat. And though Khushi responded to his kiss, he could see that her thoughts were afar. He pulled back, giving one more peck on her chin, before he asked her what the matter was. She started playing with the buttons on his shirt, as she said tonight would be her last night at the Raizadas. Arnav frowned and seemed thoughtful for a moment before he called his sister, asking her to tell Hariprakash to get all of Khushi's luggage from the building next door, and into the room in Shantivan, where Khushi was staying right now.

As Arnav ended his call, he saw Khushi stare at him incredulously. "What???" Arnav questioned, and Khushi lowered her gaze, thinking of a way to voice her question without offending him, before she said meekly, "Ar. . . Arnav. . . Are you sure about it?? What would your family say??"

Arnav had totally forgot about them. He hadn't been able to come in terms with Khushi not being with him, that he had made a decision of keeping Khushi with himself. "I don't know why you always bother about all these things. But you already know that they all love you. You're family now." Arnav replied, loving the aspect of Khushi being family.

Khushi smiled as she hugged him tight, feeling even happier when his arms around her tightened.

"Khushi??"
"Hmmm??"

He kissed her neck, making her sigh, as she snuggled more into him, wriggling her alleged sweetbottom against him, as she made herself more comfortable on his lap. Arnav had pulled back in surprise at her action, and he groaned as she continued to wriggle on his lap, trying to find a more comfortable position. Normally he would have loved it. But at that moment, the feel of her softness against him had to be the most depressing thing in the world. Especially as he was not allowed to do anything about it.

Khushi pulled back when he groaned, looking into his eyes curiously. She breathed in sharply, and looked somewhere near his midriff, when Arnav's hands cupped her bottom. Her hands came down from his neck, to his chest, as she leaned on him, as if to remove her derriere off his hands. But it never really helped, as now, her breasts were softly resting against his chest. Before Khushi knew what was going on, she was plunked softly on the table, and her lips were being crushed in a kiss, by the ridiculously soft lips of the man she loved. She returned the kiss with equal passion, and was leaning backwards to make space for him on the table too, when his hand at the small of her back pulled her towards him. She felt his hardness at her core, and gasped as she broke their kiss, and pulled back, staring at his lips, her own parted, as she breathed in and out through her mouth. Her hands at his chest had moved lower yet, as if she wanted to probe further on the hardness that seemed to be teasing her.

Arnav stood stock still, giving her a free reign. He watched a myriad of emotions flit in those warm, brown, expressive eyes of hers. Surprise, curiosity, desire, shyness, and then a silent determination, before desire took over again. Her hand slowly reached the waistband of his trousers, and her dainty fingers played with the buckle of his belt before it slowly went even further.

As Arnav felt her fingers, ever so lightly touch his manhood, he closed his eyes, as a low growl escaped his lips. She had just gained enough confidence to explore him without her initial inhibitions, when his own hand pushed hers away. Khushi looked up, into his eyes, a flash of disappointment in them. "My turn" Arnav stated, resting his forehead against hers, and before she could even comprehend what he meant by that, one of his hands reached her breast and the other went to the nape of her neck, trying to hold her still, as she squirmed under his experienced touch, and bit her lower lip. His hands kneaded her soft mound through her shirt.

Khushi gasped his name when she could take no more of this.Though she didn't exactly know what she wanted, she didn't want him to stop. There was this inexpressible emotion and a sensation of heat pooling I'm the pit of her stomach, which she was sure he could remove. 'So this is how it feels. . . . The desire??!' Khushi thought. Even though she was a virgin who was experiencing the emotion of "desire" for the first time, she had a pretty good idea of what happened when two persons "desired" each other. She found this feeling oddly overwhelming! She was thinking whether they should go any further, when he stopped, and his hands held her at her waist.

Arnav shut his eyes tightly, trying to gather his senses back, as Khushi gazed on, their foreheads still in contact. And when he opened them, he found her looking at him with eyes that shone with love, and Arnav could easily make it out too. But he had no idea as to how he should reciprocate, and he was not given a chance to think anymore, as she cupped his face and kissed him gently, making him sigh.

He remembered NK's arrival today, and thought whether moving in Khushi with him was such a good idea when NK would be around. "Do you want me stay away from you too?! Just because some guy is coming to your place?!" Khushi asked, frowning at that thought, and it was then that Arnav realized that he had voiced his thoughts out loud. Arnav thought about it for a second more before he replied, "Keeping you away from me, for NK's sake? I don't think he's worth it. And besides, he just have to look at you for more than 2 seconds, straight. And I'll eat him alive."

Khushi threw her head back and laughed as she imagined a faceless person being shredded to pieces by Arnav, and gobbling him down. Arnav forgot his own irritation, as his lips pulled up in a minuscule smile, and heard her talk through her laughter, "Arnav!! I could so easily imagine you doing it! Let alone me! But you're HUGE!! Even for normal people!!" She chortled with more laughter, as Arnav murmured, "Hmm. . . I'm a Sasquatch as referred by you, remember?"

Khushi's laughter died with that, and a lone tear came out of her eye because of all the laughing, which Arnav wiped away using the pad of his thumb. Khushi smiled at that gesture, and murmured back, "Hmm. . . . MY Sasquatch!!" Arnav didn't have the chance to respond to her possessive tone, as she chimed with joy, "Hey listen!! What should I wear for Lavanya's marriage?! I'm her bridesmaid!!"

"I thought all the bridesmaids were meant to wear a similar thing. Isn't it so?" Arnav asked, to which Khushi replied, "I'm the only bridesmaid! Jiji is the Maid of honor! And we're allowed to wear dresses of our choice!!"

"What do you want to wear??" Arnav asked, and she thought for a second before she answered, "A stylish saree. . . . ." Her eyes had a meaningful look, as if she meant to dress just for his sake, and she knew how he liked sarees on her. Arnav nodded, his eyes crinkling in pleasure, "I think I'd like that. . . ." And Khushi thought, 'I know you'd like that!!', but said out loud, "Or would you like me to try anything else?"

Arnav seemed thoughtful for a moment before he said, "Let me see what saree you have on mind. If I don't like it, we'll change it. When's her marriage, by the way?"

"Next week. . . ." Khushi said thoughtfully, and Arnav asked what the matter was. "Lavanya seems to be very happy with Steve, yes. But I somehow don't like him. . . ." Khushi announced, and Arnav's eyebrows rose in surprise, and Khushi explained further, "I haven't told this to her, of course. And the reason I don't like him is because I think he has roaming eyes. . . ."

Arnav tensed easily, wondering whether this Steve guy's eyes had roamed on her, and she said, "Relax, Arnav. He hasn't seen me in thatway!!" Arnav had just relaxed, when she muttered again, "At least I don't know if he has!!" And Arnav clenched his jaws again, as he muttered through his gritted teeth, "Lets go! I don't have a mind to work right now!"

She pulled him back and kissed his cheek, trying to turn his sour mood into a good one, "I shall model it for you whenever you want me to. Okay?" Arnav smiled, realizing that she might be probably the only one, who not only understood his bad mood, but would actually do something to cheer him up. Not that his family didn't do so for him. It was just that he never let them do such things for him. He smiled at this woman who seemed to shower him with so much love.

They reached Shantivan to be welcomed by the worst Hindi they had ever heard accompanied by the raucous laughter of all the Raizadas and the two Jhas, who had surrounded a stranger. Stranger, at least for Khushi. As soon as the new guy saw Khushi, he walked ahead with a grin on his face, thrusting his hand forward as he said, "So you're the famous Khushi Kumari Gupta! Hi!! I'm NK!!" Khushi couldn't help but be biased at him a little. He was, for some reason, a source of irritation for Arnav. And that made the usually friendly Khushi, to just smile silently and not utter a word to him in response.

Arnav smirked smugly as he saw Khushi's expression of disinterest, and shook hands with NK. And all three joined the others in the living room. After the initial talks of well being Arnav and Khushi excused themselves to go and have lunch. As Arnav and Khushi entered the dining hall, NK had this brilliant idea of eavesdropping on them, as Anjali had told him that both, Arnav and Khushi had been very privy about their relationship. Akash looked at him with wide, shocked eyes. He really wanted to tell him not to do it, and warn him about Arnav's wrath. But he decided to lay back and have some fun.

NK was stealthily standing behind the door, when he heard Khushi and Arnav discuss about Lavanya's wedding. He heard the same ranting for a few more minutes, before he realized this wasn't interesting at all. He had thought that the new found love between them would have made them discuss some, pretty sleazy things! But these two sounded as if they had been married for years, now. Talking about a mundane topic of some Lavanya's wedding. He huffed indignantly, and left.

Khushi looked over Arnav's shoulder, and said, "I think he left. . . I can't believe your cousin just did that!" Arnav had warned her that NK would come behind them, and he had!!

"Yeah. . .That's him. . . You hate him, don't you??" Arnav asked, his voice indicating he was as snug as a bug in a rug.

Khushi snorted and replied, "Are you kidding me?! He's as goofy as me!! I love him!!"

And that erased the smirk off Arnav's face in a second, as he stared at Khushi in shock, as she started eating with a huge grin on her face. . . . . . . .

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Precap: Arnav and Khushi fight!! (Expected, right??!!😆)

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