Chapter Fourteen

Arnav took a nice warm shower and spent about half an hour in there. When he came out, his nose was attracted to something that smelled really good. He went over by the rail and looked down at the kitchen. He saw Khushi there, busy cooking something up.

He went downstairs and wrapped his arms around Khushi's waist. She jumped a little bit and turned her head and looked at him.

"Hey baby," Arnav said into her neck.

"Hey."

"What you doing?"

"Just cooking some stuff up."

"Why?"

Khushi moved, Arnav moving along with her, and she got the salad ready. "Why do you think?"

Arnav moved his hands on top of hers and held onto them. "You tell me."

Arnav was trying to distract Khushi, but she didn't let him. "You'll find out for yourself."

Khushi slowly brushed him away, and took the salad bowl to the table. Arnav leaned against the counter and watched her. Khushi set the salad bowl down and took out a lighter and lit the candles. Setting everything right she looked proudly at her decor and then turned at Arnav and gaped.

She hadn't even realized that Arnav was only in his towel. A simple white towel, covering just the part. Arnav noticed Khushi's eyes weren't met with his and looked down at his towel. Arnav had a devilish grin playing on his face and he neared in on his wife.

Khushi realized where he was going with this, and she slowly back away. But Arnav was slick and she ended up leaning against the table.

"A-Arnav-"

"Ssh…."

Khushi gulped as Arnav looked down at her lips. "Arnav-"

"Not. One. Word."

She shuddered.

Arnav slowly brought his hands to her waist and slowly traveled them up her body. Khushi had shivers running through her body as Arnav teased her.

"Arnav-"

"Khushi," he said seductively.

Arnav leaned in and nibbled on her neck. Khushi placed her hands on his hard, lean, sculpted chest and stood still.

"Arnav," she whispered.

"Khushi," he murmured against her neck.

"Arnav…."

"Khushi," he blew into her neck.

It gave her the chills. "Arnav…."

"Baby… I don't know if I'll be able to control myself for long."

"Arnav…."

"Let's go upstairs."

"Arnav?"

"What is it baby?"

"Arnav… the pasta!"

Arnav looked at her. "What?"

Khushi moved him away and checked on the pasta.

"What the?"

Khushi stirred it around a bit. "Arnav, go upstairs and get ready."

"Why?"

Khushi turned and got mad. "Humne kahan na?! Go and get dressed!"

"Okay! Okay! Geez!"

Arnav left upstairs to the bathroom and got dressed. He wore black skinny jeans, a silky purple button down shirt, the first two buttons unbuttoned, and wore a black vest on top. When he came out, he saw that Khushi wasn't there, which made him wonder: if he was dressing up, wouldn't she?

He went downstairs and saw the table ready for two.

"Wow."

Arnav turned and saw Khushi coming from the balcony. She was in a beautiful black mini dress, all laced up and studded under her bosoms.

Khushi's dress:

Arnav had to control himself from drooling. He had indeed seen many women dressed in short dresses, but Khushi was something else. It was just her charm that gave him a humble, warm feeling. And when together? Even warmer ;-) :$

Khushi approached him. "You're looking very handsome."

Arnav held her by her waist and pulled her in. "And you're looking beautiful."

Khushi smiled softly and pecked his lips. "Happy birthday."

"It won't be happy if you kiss me like that," he smirked.

Khushi shook her head and gave him a good 10-second kiss. "Now?"

"A little better. It'll really be a happy one at night."

Khushi understood and shook her head. "Come and look at all the presents that came in."

She led him to the living area and showed all the presents that were piled up on the sofa, going all the way around.

Arnav sighed. "These people really know how to irritate me."

Khushi gave him a look. "Arnav, please. These people love you, which is why they sent you gifts. I'm just surprised by the number of friends you have."

"Khushi, they're not ALL my friends."

"What?"

Arnav walked over to the gifts and looked at them. He picked up one gift wrapped in purple gift-wrap. "This one is from Scott. I don't even know a Scott." He looked through some other gifts and picked up a box wrapped in yellow gift-wrap. "Katherine. She was one of my exes."

"What? Throw that out!"

Arnav raised an eyebrow. "What?"

"You heard me!"

Arnav dropped the gift and walked over to her and pulled her in close and Khushi realized what she had said.

"I-"

"You what Khushi?"

She didn't say anything.

"Are you…" he looked her up and down. "Are you jealous?"

Khushi's eyes widened and she looked up at him. "N-no."

"Really?"

She nodded.

Arnav raised an eyebrow and then she quickly shook her head.

Arnav kissed her. "You're so cute," he chuckled.

"Are you making fun of me," she pouted.

"No," he smiled and kissed her and then caressed her cheek. "I'm getting hungry."

Khushi smiled and took his hand in hers and led him to the dining area and made him sit down. She served him his food and was about to sit down when he stopped her.

"How about we eat together?"

Khushi scrunched her eyebrows. "Together?" She looked at the plate. "One plate. Two people." She looked back at him. "Aren't you the romanticist."

Arnav just shrugged and made her sit on his lap.

She smiled. "If you say so."

Arnav nodded and tried to feed her but she stopped him.

"Your birthday," she said, as she took the fork from him, "so," and she fed him, "you first."

Arnav smiled as he chewed and then fed her. They fed each other back and forth and joked around until they finished.

"Uh, Arnav?"

"Hmm?"

"You have a little…."

Arnav touched his face.

"Not there."

Arnav tried to get the food but didn't get it.

"No, um, not there either."

"Then where?"

Khushi leaned in and licked it off the right side of his face, close to his lips. Arnav looked at her and then the empty plate and took some food up with his finger and placed it on his face. Khushi giggled and got off of him.

"Hey! Clean it off," Arnav whined.

Khushi shook her head. "Nope."

"Come back," he whined again.

She placed her hands behind her back. "Nope."

Arnav started to chase her around and they went out to the balcony. Arnav caught her and swung her off her feet from behind, and spun her around.

"Arnav," she laughed.

He placed her down and made her face him, holding her waist. "Lick it."

"Excuse me?"

"Lick it," and he moved his face closer.

"Arnav stop," she squealed, moving away.

"Lick it!"

"Arnav," she whined.

"Khushi," he whined back.

She pouted.

"Khushi, of you don't lick it off, then I'm going to bed like this."

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah. And you'll find cockroaches on my face in the morning."

"Eww! Cockroach? Yuck!"

"Scared of 'Em?"

"They disgust me!"

"Then lick it off."

Khushi just looked at him, shaking her head, and then held his face and gave him a wet kiss, licking the food away. "You're impossible."

"I know."

She smiled and gave him a hug. "Arnav?"

"Hmm?"

"Well…."

"What?"

"Well… ever since…."

"Ever since what?"

"Ever since you… came back from Papa's office…."

Arnav moved away to look at her.

"I mean, you didn't say anything so…."

Arnav just looked at Khushi with a serious look on his face.