Chapter 6

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Acceptance

(Chapter 5)

Arnav had been expecting this question after the way he had behaved with her. She wasn't aware of what he had been thinking, and had asked this question based on what he had said earlier about not having kids.

"Do you?" she asked again, this time a whisper fearing what might come out of his mouth

"Of course I do Khushi," he replied back.

He leaned forward and pecked her, resting his head against hers. He began kissing her again, this time more slowly; a kiss that was more than just want, it was full of his acceptance towards their unborn child. Telling her that he indeed wanted the baby, because no words would be enough to say it for him. He nibbled on her bottom lip as she tried to gasp for air then took that as an opportunity to thrust his tongue inside of hers. He hovered over, trying to gain more access, moving his lips along her jawline, placing wet kisses then nuzzled into her hair. She wound her fingers in his hair, and pulled him closer, her eyes tightly shut.

"Khushi," he murmured against her neck.

"Hmmm," she managed to say.

"I'm sorry for what I said earlier, I was just exaggerating and had no clue. I would never have said that if I had knew" he said moving his nose along her jaw.

"I'm just worried if I'll make a good father or not," he told her and Khushi opened her eyes with that. It now made sense to why he hadn't responded earlier. He didn't want to turn out like his father, the father that left behind his wife and kids.

"Arnav you've made a great brother for Di, a great husband for me, and you'll be a wonderful father for our baby," she said running her hands through his hair but he didn't respond.

"You aren't going to be anything like your father," Khushi told him and he moved his face up looking at her with disbelieve. How did she manage to know that's what he was afraid of? He never had to say anything to her, but she would always know what he was thinking.

"We can't do anything about the past, it is what it is. But we shouldn't use that as a way to predict our future. Just because your Dad left and wasn't a good father, doesn't mean you won't be one either. It doesn't run in the blood like that," she said.

"Now go to sleep, you have office tomorrow," she said and he settled beside her; one arm around her back and one leg swung over her hip. Khushi snuggled closer into his neck and they drifted off to sleep.

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The next morning Arnav felt the suns rays peer through the window and the light on his face. He crinkled his face then moved onto his stomach, his arm spread wide trying to find someone. But instead it made contact with an empty sheet. He opened his eyes and saw that Khushi wasn't there. Maybe she had already gotten ready. Looking over at the clock, he decided to get up and get ready.

Khushi was in the kitchen making the breakfast when Anjali walked in.

"How are you feeling?" she asked.

"I'm good, my head just hurts a little bit," Khushi replied.

"Yeah that happens, but it will hopefully get better," Anjali told her.

"Anjali bitiya is the food ready?!" Nani called from the living room.

"Ji Nani, we are bringing it!" Anjali said.

The both carried the food to the table and placed it on there. Everyone had started coming to the table and were getting settled. Arnav came down the stairs and took the seat next to Khushi.

The breakfast was being eaten and everyone was chatting with each other.

"Khushi pass me the butter," Arnav said looking down at a text message he had received from office. But instead of being handed the bowl of butter, he heard a loud sound of a chair moving and caught glimpse of a flying yellow cloth from the corner of his eye.

"What the?!" He said seeing Khushi running away with a hand covering her mouth.

He looked back to everyone at the table and they were all looking at him, "I'll go see how she is," he said getting up to follow her.

He rushed towards the bathroom to where she was, the door was open so he walked in and found her leaning over the toilet throwing up. He kneeled behind her and moved her hair out of the way, and settled her onto his lap. Khushi felt her small amount of breakfast she had just rising up her throat over and over again, not wanting to stop. Her mouth had become a very bitter taste now, she leaned towards him and rested her head on his shoulder.

Arnav rubbed her back. She got up and cleaned herself up and he asked, "Should I call the doctor?"

"It's just morning sickness, you don't need to call the doctor," she replied back smiling.

They walked back into their room and Khushi noticed the time, "HAWH?! Arnav it's already 10, you should leave for office."

"Don't worry, I run the office and can go whenever I want to," he said.

"But don't you have an important meeting today?" she asked.

"Why did you have to remind me of that?" he snaked his arms around her waist and hugged her from behind.

"Bye, you need to leave now," Khushi said turning around towards him.

"Ok, bye," he said and leaned into kiss her but she blocked it with her hands and said with a disgusting face, "I just puked right now."

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