After yesterday night, Khushi wished not to face Arnav again. But work comes first.. Waiting for 1 hour at the breakfast table in the restaurant, she finally decided to knock at his door. Little did she knew that behind that door would be standing a half-naked Arnav.. Perfect.. that's the only thought that came to her mind .. her eyes moved from top to bottom not missing any muscles, any lines of his body.. He looked so manly and yet so innocent and cute as he just woke up from his sleep. She was totally drooling over him. At the moment, Arnav was going through the same turmoil.. The flashes of his dream still fresh in his mind, his heartbeats raced as he ogled at Khushi in her knee length pink dress.. When finally their eyes met, they gulped a breath trying to take out some words as they were both well aware that they've been checking out each other. Khushi was the one to break the trance while Arnav was still dreaming of her sexy silhouette. At last he got back to reality when Khushi stammered...
Khushi: We.. we.. We need to talk Mr Raizada!
ASR: Raizada? Not again Gupta!
Khushi controlled her anger not wanting to start up a new fight. She stood tall without shifting her eyes down his bare chest as she avoided the million butterflies in her stomach.
Khushi: Would you mind wearing a shirt?
Arnav brushed away his gutter thoughts and smirked..
ASR: Why? Are you uncomfortable?
She crossed her arms to her bosom and looked away irritatingly.
ASR: Ok ok..sorry.. please come in.. I'll just be back.
He head off to the bathroom while Khushi sat on the sofa waiting for him. Looking here and there, she was impatient and bored. She stood and walked around when her mobile rang..
Khushi: Yes Payal!...
No, you go with anshu and yuvi, I'm in Arnav's room.. I got some designs to clarify with him...
...Ok have fun!
As she disconnected the call, she went back to the sofa and placed her laptop on the coffee table when accidentally Arnav's wallet fell from the table. It was opened, lying on the floor while Khushi's jaw dropped in shock. She leaned down, picked the wallet and placed it back on the table. She saw it.. the picture.. their picture.. Arnav's grimaces and her angry pout.. But she stayed indifferent looking at the blank screen of her laptop trying hard to ignore the photograph he kept safely in his wallet. In the bathroom, wet hairs, a towel up to his waist.. it was the 20th time he repeated to his reflection in the mirror..
ASR: It's ok.. no tension.. it happens! Just a dream.. fantasy! Right! yaaa it's not real.. Don't worry and be cool Arnav!
He threw away the towel, wore his jeans and his sweatshirt and looked at his reflected smirk in the mirror..
ASR: I am sexy!
He winked at himself and stepped out of the bathroom with confidence. But it didn't take half a second to lose his confidence as his eyes fell on the perfect figure lying comfortably on the sofa. Khushi focused on her laptop and was unaware of the pair of eyes following her each expressions. He walked to her and as she heard his steps, she lifted her eyes from her laptop. He sat on the opposite sofa and they both got to work ignoring the disturbing feelings bursting between them. They talked about the designs, brought their ideas together, sketched new designs.. they also ordered breakfast and lunch.. while working they appeared to be the perfect partners.. Professional and friendly.. Arnav was enjoying her company as always while Khushi let her guards down focusing on the most important thing.. Anshu and Yuvi's wedding.
Some hours later...
Khushi was on the sofa looking at the different cloth materials while Arnav was on bed turning through the pages of Khushi's sketch book. He always knew she was talented, but with time she improved a lot.. and in all her designs she brought up the fine perfection. He smiled at his thoughts when suddenly his mobile rang and he answered it..
ASR: Yeah...
...Ok we are coming!
Khushi brought her attention to Arnav as she heard his words. He hang up and looked towards her.. She stared at him questioningly while he got off bed and walked to her.
ASR: Khushi.. get ready, we have to go for a meeting?
Khushi looked at him in confusion.
Khushi: Meeting? With whom?
Arnav tried hard not stammer and said..
ASR: You don't know him, he's a friend, and I'm sure he might be helpful to bring out the best into our designs..
Khushi: But...
Arnav interrupted her words and in his sarcastic tone..
ASR: Gosh, Khush.. how much can you talk.. now enough of your questions.. come on move and get ready fast..
He laid his hands on her shoulders and forced her to get up the sofa. As he brought his hands down her waist shocking Khushi, he dragged her to the door not giving her any chance to talk. Khushi was dumbstruck by his gestures and could only nod in affirmation when he said..
ASR: Wear something decent Khush, my friend is quite orthodox and all.. and we are meeting him near the temple..
He smiled sweetly and closed the door on her face. Arnav leaned his head back on the door and signed a breath of relief while Khushi got back into her room completely under confusion.
Khushi: What the hell is wrong with this guy?
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