Chapter Eighteen

Khushi filled up Pyrex containers with food and got a bag to put it in. The buzzer buzzed and Khushi went over to it and pressed the talk button.

"Yes," she spoke into it.

"Ma'am, you car has arrived." It was the doorman.

"Okay. I'll be down."

Just as Khushi was about to leave, she realized she didn't know how to lock up the place. She quickly got her phone and called Arnav.

"Arnav Singh Raizada."

"Arnav? It's me."

"Oh, hey Khushi. Sorry, I didn't look at my phone."

"It's okay."

"So what's up? The car didn't come yet?"

"No, it's here, but um... how do I lock the place up?"

"Don't worry. Just leave it."

"What?"

"Yeah. Don't worry."

"But-"

"Just come down. 'Kay?"

"But Arnav-"

"Khushi don't worry. It's safe. Now hurry over here."

Arnav hung up and Khushi shook her head. She did as he said and went downstairs. There was an Escalade waiting for her and she went in. They drove near to Rockefeller Center, where the Raizada's office is.

She walked into the building and gazed. It was beautiful! Mainly focusing on white, the black and silver blending in, everything looked metallic. Khushi walked to the front desk. There was a woman sitting at the reception, blonde, with straight hair, looking about 25-ish.

"Welcome to AR," the woman said.

"Hi," Khushi said timidly. "I'm here to see Arnav - Arnav Singh Raizada?"

"Do you have an appointment with Sir?"

"Um... no. I'm here to give him his lunch, actually."

The woman raised her eyebrow. "I'm sorry ma'am, but without an appointment, you can't go in. Not even if you have food for him. Unless you have some relation-"

"I'm his wife."

The woman stood up in a shot. "Oh! Oh my gosh! Ma'am! I'm so sorry-"

"No, it's okay. I should've said it from the start."

The woman looked scared to death. "U-um," she stuttered, "S-sir's all the way upstairs. Take the elevator at the end of that hall," she pointed, with all the elevators. "The one on the right."

Khushi nodded with a smile and went towards the elevator. She went to the one as instructed and saw two big bodyguards there, standing by. Khushi gulped.

"Name," one of them said.

It sounded like as if his voice was on amp. Khushi felt scared but she gulped and shook it off.

"K-Khushi K-Kuma-ari Gupta Sssingh Raizada."

So much for keeping it cool, she said in her head.

They nodded. "Welcome Ma'am," they boomed together.

Khushi timidly smiled and the other bodyguard called the elevator. It came in seconds and Khushi headed in. There were only two buttons on the panel, one for the ground floor, and the other with a "R" on it, written very fancy.

She pressed that and the doors shut. It went up, not stopping anywhere else at all.

Guess it only goes to those two places, she thought.

The elevator went all the way up and she was welcomed to the top floor. Khushi was in shock. All around, it was spacious, with glass walls. To her right was a conference room, about 14 seats, with all the right technology needed. In front her was a reception desk, with a young brunette sitting there. Behind her was all glass windows. Khushi headed towards her.

"Hello Mrs. Raizada," the woman said. "Mr. Raizada is inside," she gestured left.

Khushi smiled timidly and went in. She opened the door and walked in and gaped. The room was huge! It must be covering the rest of the floor! Arnav was standing by the window, talking on his phone.

"Alright, get that done within the hour," he said, and he hung up.

He turned around and looked at Khushi. He was in daze, taken over by her beauty. Khushi had changed into a navy blue anarkali, matching Arnav's shirt.

Khushi smiled and went over to him. "Hi," she said softy, almost a whisper.

"Hi baby," he said huskily.

Khushi could understand from his voice that he was getting attracted. Before any thoughts came to mind, she went over to his desk and placed the bag down.

"Please sit," Arnav said as he sat.

Khushi did and looked at her sexy husband. "Um, you hungry?"

"Yeah."

His eyes were dark and Khushi understood that he wasn't talking about food. She took out the food anyways and Arnav was intoxicated by the smell.

"Yum," Arnav said, his mouth watery.

Khushi giggled as she set up the bowls. Arnav could wait no more and charged at the food. He began to eat and he sighed, taking the first bite.

"God, I love your food," he moaned.

Khushi giggled and shook her head. "Oh Arnav, will you grow up."

He shook his head, a bunch of food in his mouth. Khushi giggled and reached over and rubbed her finger on the corner of his lips, removing food. Arnav went to grab her finger with his mouth, but Khushi moved away and licked her finger.

"Oh, you're such a tease," Arnav said.

Khushi smiled proudly.

"Only one problem."

"What," Khushi asked.

Arnav reached out for her hand and Khushi placed hers in his. He brought her around and pulled her into his lap. "Much better."

Khushi shook her head and kissed him on his cheek and then rested her forehead on his. "I love you."

"I love you too."

They heard the door open and Khushi tried to get off, but Arnav held onto her. The brunette came in and she flushed, seeing the two like this.

"Um," she stammered, "sir. Lenex called, saying he wanted to discuss the deal with you."

"Tell him that we'll discuss it tomorrow. As for today, I want my meetings canceled - all of them."

"Yes sir."

"Oh, and you can go on your lunch break. Tell the boys downstairs to not let anyone upstairs for the next two hours."

"Yes sir," and she left.

"Arnav, can you do that," Khushi asked.

"Yup. I am the boss after all."

"What? But I thought-"

"So did I, but my dad promoted me. You are now looking at the CEO of AR Group of Industries," he said proudly.

Khushi was in shock. "Oh my gosh," she squealed. She hugged him tightly and kissed him.

Arnav kissed her back and placed his left hand in her hair.

Khushi smiled brightly, her eyes twinkling, and she hugged him again. "I'm so proud of you."

Arnav smiled. "Thanks Khushi. This is all because of you."

"No it's not. Arnav, this because of you being such a devoted son. You care for your family, and now you're going to continue the line of your family business."

"I still say its because of you."

Khushi shook her head and Arnav kissed her. When he broke away, he spoke.

"Let's celebrate," Arnav said, his voice husky.

He looked up at Khushi and Khshi saw how his eyes had darkened. He wanted her.

"Arnav, I don't think it's a good idea," she whispered.

"I can't control it."

"Arnav...."

"Khushi...."

Arnav ran his right hand to her back and pulled the zipper down.

"Arnav," Khushi gasped.

But he continued and pulled it all the way down. "Let me love you," he whispered.

Khushi felt his hand on her back and she leaned into him. "Love me," she whispered.

*MATURE CONTENT*
Arnav nodded and stood up, making her get up as well. He moved her sleeves down her shoulder and it came down to the floor. Khushi's chest heaved, eager for his touch on her body. Arnav had gotten rid of every string on her body, Khushi not even realizing.

"Take your sandals off," he said, his voice raspy.

Khushi did as he said and Arnav looked at her sweet, beautiful glory. Arnav didn't wait any longer and took of his suit jacket and laid it out on the desk. He loosened his tie and slowly unbuttoned his shirt, not removing his eyes from Khushi.

Khushi was getting impatient and helped Arnav unbutton his shirt. Arnav smirked lightly at his impatient wife. Khushi spread his shirt apart and revealed his chest. She ran her hands over it and took in a sharp breath, feeling every ridge and bump.

"Your chest is amazing," Khushi whispered, running her finger down his abs.

"What are you going to do," Arnav asked.

Khushi looked up at him and grabbed his tie and pulled him in and caught his lips. The two kissed, pulling the other in, Arnav's hands at her waist, Khushi clutching onto his shirt.

Khushi broke away and Arnav rubbed his nose behind her ear and nibbled from her earlobe down to her neck.

"Oh, Arnav! Now," she begged.

Arnav let go and nodded. He unzipped and unbuttoned his pants and got rid of it, along with his boxers, his pride springing free. He sat down on his chair and had Khushi sit on his lap, on her knees.

"Reach into my left pocket," Arnav whispered. "There should be a condom in there."

Khushi nodded and reached into it and found the condom and then looked at Arnav confused. "Wait, why do you have a condom in your pocket?"

Arnav smirked and Khushi gaped.

"You planned this all along," Khushi gasped.

Arnav smirked. "Hmm, aren't you very smart."

Khushi scoffed. "Guess I picked it up from you Mr. Raizada."

"Ah! Very good Mrs. Raizada."

Khushi shook her head and kissed him. "At least it worked," Khushi murmured in his lips.

"I didn't have a doubt," and he kissed her again.

Khushi ripped the foil packet open and handed Arnav the condom, kissing him. Arnav sucked on her lower lip as he got the condom on. He let go and lifted Khushi up slightly, rolled it on, and then carefully placed her over.

Khushi groaned, taking in his length, letting him fill her up. She moved slowly, going up and down, holding onto the back of Arnav's chair.

"That's it baby," Arnav whispered out.

Khushi increased her pace, trying to control her moans so that the brunette outside wouldn't hear. She began to gyrate her hips and made circles.

"Oh yes, Khushi! I love that!"

Khushi smirked. She loved circles too and loved the way how Arnav would react even more to it, though he loved it all. She continued her torture and Arnav had his head leaned back against his chair, groaning.

Arnav caught hold of her waist and moved her up and down. Khushi gripped onto his shoulders and moaned.

"Oh Arnav! This is amazing!"

Arnav held onto her hips as he made her go up and down, him going in and out of her. He caught her lips in his and kissed her hard, Khushi moaning into his mouth.

"Arnav!"

Arnav caught her breast in his mouth and sucked on it. He flicked his tongue on her erected nipple and bit it.

"Arnav!"

She caught a fistful of his hair and tugged. Arnav repeated his actions on her other breast and Khushi tugged harder.

"Oh Arnav, please!"

"Khushi... come for me."

Khushi tried to keep her control, but soon enough, she shattered into a million pieces, yelling out "Arnav" and she buried her face into the crook of his neck as she came. But Anav hadn't reached his point yet and held her waist tight and moved his hips up and slammed into her and yelled out her name as he came.

The two held onto each other, covered in sweat, regaining their breath. Khushi had her arms wrapped around his neck and had her eyes shut, while Arnav nuzzled into her hair, holding her hair.

"I love you Arnav," she breathed.

"I love you too Khushi," he breathed back.

Chapter Seventeen

Khushi woke up bright and early. The sunlight came pouring in through the windows, the whole loft shining from the sunlight. She looked at Arnav sleeping, breathing lightly. She slowly got up and walked over to the window.

She smiled as she looked out to the harbor. The water was flowing and the cars were zooming on the highway below. It was another day, not to mention an important day.

"Khushi."

Khushi looked back to see Arnav hugging the duvet, looking at her tired eyed.

She smiled back at him softly. "Good morning."

"Good morning," he smiled tiredly.

Khushi turned back to look at the city and took in a deep breath and stretched. Arnav got up and wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her from behind, burying his face in the crook of her neck. Khushi smiled and held his hands, the two rocking side to side.

Khushi sighed. "Arnav?"

"Hmm?"

"Today's an important day for you. After all, it's your first day."

Arnav groaned. "No! I don't wanna go."

"Arnav, don't say that."

"But I wanna spend time with you," Arnav whined.

Khushi smiled. "So do I, but we all have our work."

Arnav sighed. "Right."

He let go and turned to get his clothes.

Khushi looked at the condition of the bed and sighed. "Well I've got work to do."

Arnav looked at the bed. "What?"

"Well, the duvet needs washing now. As for me," she looked down at her body, "I need a shower."

Arnav smiled lightly. "Go ahead."

"You sure? What if you're late-"

"I have to go at 12 - it's only 8:30."

Khushi just nodded. She got her clothes and necessities and headed into the bathroom. She hung her clothes and stepped into the shower. Setting the temperature right, she pressed the button and water came pouring down. Khushi shut her eyes, feeling relaxed as the water poured.

Meanwhile, Arnav was going through his phone, when he realized that Khushi hadn't shut the bathroom door.

Hmm, should I, he wondered.

And he went in. He saw Khushi in the shower and he opened the door to the shower and went in, shutting the door behind. Khushi felt his presence and before she could even turn, Arnav slithered his arms around her waist.

Khushi smiled. "You followed me in?"

"It was an open invite."

Khushi turned her head to look at him.

"You left the door open."

Khushi made an 'o' shape with her mouth and nodded. "Oops."

*MATURE CONTENT*
Arnav smiled and kissed her cheek. "Khushi?"

"Hmm?"

He kissed her shoulders, giving a bite into one. Khushi clutched into his hands and gulped.

"Arnav… don't."

"I can't…."

He rubbed his nose against her neck and shoulder and Khushi held his hands.

"Arnav please… we don't even have protection."

Arnav let go of Khushi and leaned her against the wall. "Not a problem," and he began to suck on her neck.

"Arnav… but you never know-"

"Khushi, nothing will happen. … It's just once."

"But Arnav-"

Arnav sealed her lips with his. "No buts Khushi."

Khushi looked into his eyes and saw the want he had for her. She just gulped and nodded. Her chest began to heave and Arnav tucked her hair behind her ear.

Arnav leaned in and kissed her softly on her lips. He let go and looked at her, reassuring her, and then kissed her again. They kissed crazily, the water pouring down on them. Arnav clutched onto her hands, his fingers through hers, and raised them up above her head, on the sides. He sucked on her neck and bit into it, Khushi crying out.

"Aaaaah! Arnav…."

Arnav looked into her eyes and Khushi saw the desire and hunger in his eyes. Her eyes weren't showing any less, showing how she was begging for him. Without wasting another second, he entered her and Khushi gripped onto his hands. Her chest heaved as she looked into his passion, love-filled eyes.

They kissed again and Arnav thrusted slowly.

"Mmph… Arnav…."

Arnav let go and thrusted harder and Khushi gripped onto his hands harder, gasping.

"Aaaaaah! Arnav…" she gulped. "Oh my gosh!"

Arnav released his hand and lifted her leg and wrapped it around his waist. He went even harder and Khushi let her free hand go through his arm and held onto his shoulder.

"Arnav…."

Arnav lifted her up slightly and wrapped her other leg around his waist, holding her and having her against the wall. He thrusted really hard, and Khushi's body felt very sensitive.

"Oh my gosh! Arnav… aaaaaah! This feels so good! Aaaaah!"

Arnav buried his face into the crook of her shoulder and thrusted really hard, when he felt her come. Khushi relaxed, resting her head on his shoulder, breathing heavily. Arnav let her down and Khushi held onto him, him holding her tightly and securely.

"Arnav?"

"Hmm?"

"What if…."

"What if what, Khushi?"

"What if… if I get pregnant."

Arnav tilted her face up to meet her eyes. "Don't worry. It was just once. I don't think anything will happen."

Khushi nodded.

"You trust me right?"

Khushi nodded. "Always."

Arnav kissed her softly on her lips. "Well Khushi, could you do me a favor?"

"Yeah?"

"Well, because of last night, and how I spread my come all over your body…"

Khushi blushed.

"… and we had… an extreme night… could you help me clean up? I mean, I've got my own come on my body."

Khushi smiled. "Of course."

Both Arnav and Khushi helped give each other a shower, scrubbing each others body.

"Khushi?"

"Hmm?"

"Could you help me wash my hair? After all there's cum in there too."

Khushi smiled lightly. Of course she had gotten cum in his hair. In between their love making session, Arnav had gotten up, sitting, and Khushi was on her knees, sitting on his lap. They were too busy kissing each other wildly, that Khushi kept tugging and tangling his hair with her hands, which had come spread all over.

"Of course," Khushi smiled.

Khushi helped scrub his hair clean, as well as did Arnav help scrub her hair clean. They held onto each other as they let the water wash away everything, giving each other a little scrub to make sure all the shampoo and soap went away.

Once their shower session was over, both got dressed. Khushi had gotten dressed first and she quickly headed downstairs to get breakfast ready. She got the toast and butter ready and poured Arnav some orange juice.

"Arnav! Your breakfast is ready!"

Khushi placed his breakfast on the table and looked up and gaped. Arnav was wearing a black Armani suit with a silky navy blue shirt. Khushi's jaws had dropped and she blinked.

Arnav loved how he was able to make his wife react like this. He went over to her and held her by her waist and shut her mouth. "Baby, don't do that - a fly will go in."

Khushi nodded and Arnav smirked. He led her to the table and had her sit and he got her breakfast and sat down next to her. They ate, Khushi unable to look away from her irresistibly, sexy husband.

"Khushi, if you keep looking at me like that, I won't go to work."

"Why not?"

"Let's just say that my suit will no longer be on my body and nor will your anarkali."

Khushi blushed and ate her toast. Arnav smiled and finished his breakfast. Once finished, he prepared to leave and Khushi walked Arnav to the elevator.

Arnav turned and looked at Khushi. "I don't feel like going."

"Arnav, it's okay. I'll be fine."

"But you'll be all alone."

"I'll be fine."

"You sure," he asked, caressing her face.

"Positive," and she leaned in and kissed him. "I love you."

"I love you too. … but I still don't feel like going."

Khushi shook her head and pressed the button. The elevator arrived and Arnav bent down and opened it up and moved the gates apart.

"You sure," Arnav asked.

Khushi pushed him slightly. "Yes. Now go."

"Not without a kiss!"

"I just kissed you!"

"So! Kiss me again," and he leaned in.

Khushi placed her hands in between them. "Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada."

Arnav raised an eyebrow.

"If you don't get to work on time, you will be fired."

"Says who?"

"Says me."

"And who are you?"

Khushi wrapped her arms around his neck. "Your wife - the woman you love the most."

Arnav smiled. "How true," and he kissed her.

"Now go to work."

"Buzz killer."

Khushi shook her head and lightly pushed him into the elevator. "Love you."

"Love you too babe."

Khushi blew one last kiss and Arnav pretended to catch it and placed his hand to his heart, storing her kiss away. He shut the door and shut the gate and the elevator went down. Khushi turned and looked at the loft and began her days work.

Spending the day cleaning the loft, cooking, and other house work, the day passed by and Khushi sat down at the dining table and sighed. The work was done and there was nothing left to do, so she began to think of Arnav.

Her phone rang and while she was in daze, she picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"Thinking about me?"

Khushi snapped back to reality. "Arnav?"

Arnav smirked. "Well?"

Khushi sighed. "Yeah. So how's work?"

"Fine. Bored now."

"Hmm…. Did you eat?"

"Uh…."

Khushi sat up straight. "Arnav, why haven't you eaten yet?"

"Cause I wanna eat your food?"

Khushi shook her head. "Really Arnav?"

"What," he asked innocently. "Not my fault if you cook so good."

"Well. If I cook so well."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever."

Khushi just shook her head.

"Khushi?"

"Hmm?"

"Could you come to the office?"

"Why?"

"To bring me food?"

"You sure? Wouldn't it be weird?"

"I'm the boss. No one would have guts to say anything."

Khushi chuckled. "Big headed much."

"Don't forget sexy."

Khushi shook her head. "Fine."

"Great. I'll send a car over."

Chapter Sixteen

"Arnav, stop," she gasped.

Arnav froze and scrunched his eyebrows. "What's wrong?"

Khushi's chest heaved as she tried to regain her breath. When she did, she sat up, making Arnav move to her side.

"Is everything alright Khushi?"

She nodded. "It's just that…."

"That what?"

"Well…" She hesitated.

Arnav caressed her cheek. "What is it Khushi? Tell me."

She gulped and held his hand that was holding her cheek. "I… I…."

"You…?"

"I…."

"You what Khushi? Tell me sweetheart."

Khushi let out her breath. "Well… I want to… I want to pleasure you."

Arnav blinked. "What?"

"I want to… pleasure you…?"

Arnav gave a crooked grin and scoffed. "Why?"

"Well, it's your birthday and…."

"… and…?"

"And… I wanted to… treat you."

"Treat me?"

Khushi nodded. "So… may I?"

Arnav raised an eyebrow. "Did you just say "may I"?"

Khushi shrugged.

"You're so cute," he chuckled.

Khushi pouted and Arnav gave her a kiss on her lips.

"Fine," he murmured on her lips. "You want to pleasure me? Fine. I won't stop you."

Khushi looked up at him. "Really?"

He nodded. "Really."

*MATURE CONTENT AHEAD*

Khushi smiled, looking down. She looked at his manhood, while Arnav was confused at what she was looking at. He looked down and smirked crookedly and then looked at her.

"Khushi?"

"Hmm?" She didn't remove her eyes from his manhood.

"Khushi?"

"Hmm?" This time she sounded a little irritated, which made Arnav smirk even more.

"Khushi," and he took her hand in his.

Khushi looked up at him as Arnav took her hand and placed it on his manhood.

"Do you feel comfortable," Arnav asked.

Khushi looked at her hand on his manhood. She slowly moved her hand on it, touching it and feeling amazed how just his manhood made her feel on top of the world. Little did she know that her innocent touch, along with her innocent strokes, was turning Arnav on.

"Khushi…."

Khushi stopped and looked up at Arnav. He looked like he was in pleasure and Khushi scrunched her eyebrows.

"Khushi, don't stop," he breathed.

Khushi looked back down at his manhood and stroked it again. Arnav relaxed, feeling her hands do wonders to it.

"Khushi?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you really wanna pleasure me?"

She nodded. "Yes."

"Do you feel comfortable holding it?"

She nodded. "Yes."

"Then will you take it in your mouth?"

Khushi got confused. "My… mouth…?"

"Yeah. … your mouth."

Khushi was unsure. She knew what he was talking about. After all she had learned about sex. He was talking about oral sex.

Of course I can, she thought. If Arnav can do it to me, I can do it him. … yeah… I can give him oral sex. … I can….

Khushi looked up at Arnav, who had his eyebrows scrunched. Khushi lightly pushed him back, making him lie down. She came on top and kissed him softly on his lips. When she broke away, she slowly went down, giving wet kisses down his chest. Arnav just relaxed , loving what Khushi was already doing. She was being cute and yet such a big tease.

Khushi was down at his manhood and gave it a wet kiss. Arnav took in a deep breath, shutting his eyes to relax. Khushi took it in her hands and gently stroked it, running her hands on it. She gently rubbed it and she looked up at Arnav. He was getting eager, and a little switch triggered off in Khushi's head, turning her into a sexy beast. She licked her lips seductively and Arnav was desiring her lips on his part that moment. Reading his mind, she ran the tip on her lips, and Arnav shut his eyes, relaxing.

It was like as if his part was her lipstick. She noticed Arnav feeling relaxed, and then she put it in her mouth, doing wonders.

"Oh shit," Arnav yelled out. "Yeah!"

Khushi did it even more, going further and moving her hands swiftly.

"F*ck!"

Arnav couldn't believe this was his Khushi. So inexperienced, yet hidden talent was within her. Her moves were swift and Arnav absolutely loved it.

"Shit!"

Khushi loved how he was reacting. Yeah, it wasn't like the moans she would yell, but what do you expect? He is a GUY after all. And guys are always moaning sex talk. But it sure was sexy how Arnav was loving it.

Arnav held her hair, making sure it wouldn't get in her way. "Oh yeah f*ck!"

Khushi paid attention to every part, sucking on it with such a pressure, it made Arnav feel spectacular. Arnav was starting to want Khushi, but Khushi wasn't letting go so easily. She let go and looked at Arnav, breathing, letting her chest heave purposely. Arnav looked like he was in heaven and he looked at Khushi. She had a sexy gleam in her eyes and that was enough to turn him on.

Khushi stroked his manhood, not removing her eyes off of him, and moved her breasts closer to his standing pride. She let it rub through her cleavage, her squeezing her breasts closer. Arnav rested his head back and shut his eyes. His Khushi was very, VERY… naughty indeed.

Khushi put his pride back in her mouth and continued the sweet pleasure and Arnav moaned.

"Khushi… shit! This is so awesome!"

Khushi continued and Arnav was about to cum. She let go to catch her breath and she tossed her head back to catch her breath, rubbing his pride with such force, it made Arnav cum within seconds. It splattered out onto Khushi's chest, Khushi shutting her eyes and gasping, some getting on her lips.

Arnav cummed a little bit more, not removing his eyes off of Khushi. He looked at her as her chest heaved. Khushi looked at her body and touched it. Cum was on her hands and she looked at Arnav. He was wondering if she accepted it like how he accepted her cum.

Khushi rubbed his cum all over her breasts and stomach, shutting her eyes as she pleasured herself. It turned Arnav on and he let out a bit more. Khushi placed more around her body and looked at Arnav with a gleam in her eyes. She still had cum on her lips.

Would she, Arnav wondered.

Khushi licked her lips seductively and Arnav relaxed. She indeed, did accept every part of him.

Arnav tossed her over and laid her flat. Without wasting any more time, he quickly got out a condom and swiftly entered her. Unable to control himself, he went really hard at the instant and Khushi moaned insanely! At her peak, she cummed and both relaxed, Arnav moving slowly.

He collapsed beside her and both caught their breaths. Arnav pulled Khushi in and she fell asleep on his chest, both lightly breathing as they slept.