Arshi Love Saga! - Page 10

Khushi sat on her bed, leaning against a pillow, reading a magazine. She looked up as her stomach made a growling sound. She made an annoyed face, put the magazine aside and folded her arms. It was the day of Teej, and she was fasting. The hunger was driving her crazy. She didn't want to leave her room. She knew that if she stepped outside, she would be tempted to wander into the kitchen and steal some food. She looked at the clock and her mouth opened wide; six more hours until I get to eat something! Hai Devi Maiyya, save me! Please make sure I don't die of hunger tonight! I should have listened to Arnavji and not fasted today. Arnav had insisted that Khushi should not keep the fast; he had told her that if she would go without drinking or eating all day, so would he. But then the family had interfered and convinced him that Khushi was doing it for his health and well being, because she loved him; if he loved her, then he shouldn't fast because he was diabetic and she would be concerned if something were to happen to him. Finally Arnav had given in and had told Khushi that he would come home early, to give her company and so that she could break her fast earlier. She sighed and looked at the clock again; 20 seconds had passed. She screamed with frustration and picked up the remote and started browsing channels on the TV. She made an annoyed face again, hearing her stomach growl. She looked around to see if there was anything else interesting to do in the room. Her eyes finally rested on the wardrobe. She got up from the bed, walked over and slid the door to the wardrobe open. Her eyes widened and a naughty smile appeared on her face.

Khushi looked at the mirror, smoothened her black coat, straightened the collar of her white shirt and tightened her tie. She cleared her throat and said, "What the", imitating Arnav. She folded her arms and continued, "I am Arnav Singh Raizada. I can do everything.". She continued to imitate Arnav in front of the mirror, finally she giggled and sat down on the bed. As her laughter subsided, her face softened and she said, almost in a whisper. "Arnavji". Her heartbeat quickened, as she remembered his brown eyes filled with love, his hair flying in the breeze and his tender lips that broke into a breathtaking smile. Suddenly she felt a wind; she looked up and saw Arnav standing near the wall with his back facing her, lifting weights and wearing just a pair of grey sweatpants. She stood up and as she slowly walked towards him, her hair flying in the wind, all she could hear were the howling sounds of the wind indicating an impending storm. She gently ran her fingers, wiping the sweat over his bulging biceps, down his sides and around his waist. Finally she put her arms around his waist and pressed her body against his back. He slowly turned around and smiled at her. Her heart melted seeing his smile and her breathing quickened. She gulped as she touched his face and then gently ran a finger down his cheek, along his jaw and down his neck. She looked into his eyes, her lips trembling and her heart pounding, as she ran her hand along his tight abdominal muscles. His voice startled her, "Khushi?" She had a naughty smile on her face, when she replied with a "hmmm?" He put his hands on her waist, brought his face closer to hers and asked, "What are you doing, Khushi?" Her eyes twinkled as she quickly replied, "Admiring my husband". She put her hands on his bare chest and pushed him against the wall. He crashed against the wall, his eyes wide with shock. Khushi looked into his eyes and asked with a naughty smile, "What did you think, Mr. Raizada? Only you have power? I am strong too!" His eyes softened; he smiled, put his arms around Khushi's waist and pulled her close. She looked into his brown eyes and then his lips. She took his face in her hands and pressed her lips against his.

When their lips parted, Khushi's face turned crimson and she pulled away from the embrace. She smiled and ran to the French doors and stopped, her eyes open wide; it had started to rain outside. She turned around to look at Arnav and saw that he was walking slowly towards her, with a flirtatious smile and a naughty twinkle in his eyes. As he walked closer, she took steps backwards into the cold rain. With every step, she realized that she was getting drenched; so was he. Her heartbeat was louder and faster now as she saw water drops sliding down his nose, cheeks and lips and down his chest. Her eyes wandered from his chest, to his eyes and to his lips and she hardly realized that she had reached the end of the pool. She lost her balance and was about to fall into the pool, but Arnav grabbed her hand and pulled her towards him. She crashed on his chest and put her arms around his waist; her head was resting against his chest, she could hear his heartbeats. He put his arms around her and pressed her body against his, smiling. He kissed her hair and then rested his cheek against her head. Tears of happiness filled her eyes, as she said softly, "I love you, I love you, Arnavji". She closed her eyes and hugged him tight. She then looked up at his face; their eyes met. He touched her face and she closed her eyes, her lips trembling, as she leaned towards him to kiss him.

Suddenly, someone shook her. Khushi opened her eyes and saw Arnav, his hands on her arms and looking at her with a confused expression on his face. She raised her eyebrows wide, as she realized that she had been looking at her Salman Khan poster, her eyes closed and her lips pouting, as if waiting for a kiss. "Khushi", he said again, shaking her. She looked at him, confused and said, "Huh..?" Arnav continued, with the same confused expression on his face. "What are you doing? What are you wearing?" He said, looking at her clothes. "Are you wearing my clothes?" She looked scared, seeing his serious expression. Suddenly his face softened and his eyes twinkled as he pouted his lips, a faint smile appearing on his face. He folded his arms and said, "Well, Khushi, if you haven't noticed, I usually wear pants too". Khushi looked down and realized that she wasn't wearing pants. She opened her mouth wide in shock; she then looked at him and gulped, her face turning a bright crimson. She bent her knees and tried to pull the shirt down, trying to cover her thighs as she slowly started to move backwards towards the bathroom. But Arnav put his hand around her arm and pulled her close to him. He touched her face and asked softly, "And why are you sweating so much.. and .. breathing heavily.. Khushi?" A concerned look appeared on his face. "Sweetheart, are you alright? Are you feeling faint?" Khushi shook her head and looked away, trying hard to hide her smile and her blushing cheeks. Arnav's eyes widened; he pressed his lips together, smiled, his eyes twinkling. "Khushi? Were you dreaming about me?" He brought his face closer to hers and whispered in her ear, "What were you dreaming about?" She blushed and pulled away from him. She avoided looking into his eyes, still blushing and smiling and stammered, "Arnavji.. no.. I was hungry.. so.. so.. my mind.. wandered.." Arnav folded his arms and took a step closer to her. "I see. Well I can satisfy your hunger cravings. Tell me, Khushi, what did you imagine me doing to you?" She looked at him and their eyes met. She shook her head and her lips trembled. He put his hands on her arms and pulled her close. "By the way, you don't look so bad in my clothes, but still, I like it better when you.. " She closed her eyes feeling her rapid breathing and her loud pounding heart as he slid the coat off her, pulled the tie off her neck and slowly unbuttoned her shirt. He took her face in his hands and leaned in closer to kiss her.. and….

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Keep dreaming, girls.. keep dreaming about Arnav.. who knows maybe one day, he might step out of your dreams and into your lives too.. 😍 Happy Arnav dreams!

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