Posted: 04 October 2012 at 7:08pm | IP Logged
I got no pm for this update
Arnav paced about in his cabin at the AR office in Bikaner. It was just 24 hours since he had decided to marry and in these last 24 hours his life had already turned topsy-turvy. First, the illogical conversation with mami, and then he had ended being unnecessarily rude with nani and Di for wanting to follow marriage rituals. YES U WERE RUDE TO BOTH OF THEM
He was so angry with himself right now. How were they to know that Khushi had only married him for her sister's sake? When he had seen the woeful expression on her face this morning he had felt like someone had just punched him in the face. She had looked like a lamb being taken in for slaughter. And he…..?
He had never wanted to get married ….at all. He just wasn't cut out for it. F@#$!He hadn't thought through this, had he?
She slid off the bed and hurried into the bathroom to shower. Khushi hadn't really looked at the bathroom the night before when she had come in to change. The room, which was the size of her room back in Delhi, was tiled in beige with cream marble on the counter and around the tub. It had a separate glass enclosed shower area in one corner, complete with a shower panel. The rectangular tub had a huge arched window by its side, decorated by beautiful scented candles around it. Perfumed potpourri, fancy towels and a decorative hand wash dispenser was placed on the long marble counter that had a huge mirror that lined its entire length, above the sink. LOVED THE DETAILS OF THE BATHROOM I THINK I NEED AN EN-SUITE BATHROOM LIKE THIS
'Khushi…. I have seen you in less.' he said, as he grabbed a towel before walking away from her. Khushi finally released her breath feeling a little bereft. God! She had wanted him to kiss her! WHY THINK SOMEONE SHOULD HAVE MADE THE 1ST MOVE
Luckily, the words she had told him yesterday came back in time to stop him.He hit his palm against the tiles in frustration. [email protected]#$! This just wouldn't do.
From when had she started wearing a frigging nose ring? She looked utterly sexy. He gritted his teeth as he saw her walk back to her chair, the creamy skin of her back exposed by the wide cut blouse, her braid swaying in tandem with her hips.[email protected]#$! Never in a hundred years had he ever imagined he would be ogling at a woman in a saree! BUT FOUND THIS ROMANTIC ALSO Unbeknownst to Arnav, another pair of eyes watched Khushi in the same way, writhing in frustration that the beauty in red belonged to his brother-in-law and not to him. HATE SHYAM SOMEONE NEEDS TO
Shyam went up to the main door and opened the door to see Anjali, mamji and Naniji had returned.
That night, as Khushi prepared for bed, Shyam's words came back to her.
Would he have left you all alone yesterday night….
She smiled sadly as she recalled the circumstances of their marriage. Arnav had married only for Akash's happiness and he was not going to sacrifice his life treating this like a real marriage. She would be his wife in name only. But why was this intuition not making it any easier on her heart? She took the blanket and settled on the chaise.
'Get back on the bed Khushi,' said Arnav walking into the room with his lap top. 'I don't want to lose sleep wondering when you are going to topple off.' 'Then why don't you go off to wherever you get "good" sleep,' came the muffled reply from under the blanket. God! That had begun to bug her.
'I am fine here,' she said a little louder, burrowing further into the corner.
Suddenly, Khushi found herself being lifted off the chaise, as Arnav carried her and dumped her unceremoniously on the bed. 'If you wanted to be in my arms, all you had to do was ask,' he quipped, his mouth twisted in lop sided smile. ARNAV KNOWS HOW TO BE ROMANTIC THROW HIM A ROMANTIC NOVEL FOR TIPS HE NEEDS IT
'Arnavji!' Khushi's eyes flashed with anger as she scrambled off the high bed and stomped toward the chaise.
'If we had a competition for the number of times you walk back to the chaise and the number of times I carry you back, I have this strangest feeling I am going to win.' He drawled as he began walking toward her. Khushi scurried back to the bed without a fuss. She arranged the throw pillows in the centre creating a wall between the two sides, and lay on the bed, muttering to herself. Had she just called him Laad Governor? Arnav wondered, looking at his wife's shapely figure under the blanket. ARNAV IS DROOLING OVER HIS KUSHI
I ALSO LOVED WHAT ARNAV SAID ABT RITUAL, YES HE WAS RUDE BUT HE WAS A LITTLE BIT RIGHT ALSO.
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