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Chapter 183

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FINDING KHUSHI

Part 45

Section 3

Anamika pulled Ganesh into her arms and leaned all her weight against him, trying to push him flat on to the bed.

Ganesh, being a very accommodating gentleman who had never learned to say 'no' to Anamika, fell against his fluffy pillow, treasuring her dear weight against his length.

Anamika looked down at his face. She dropped a kiss on his shaggy hair, the frown lines on his forehead, his strong, fine nose, his masculine chin... She looked into his eager eyes.

"I love you." Anamika whispered. Oh, the relief of finally saying it!

"I know." Ganesh said softly, smiling tenderly at her.

"I have always loved you." Anamika confessed. "I just didn't know it was love."

Ganesh smiled.

"Even when I was struggling with a baby, my studies, my work as a model, my nightmares... my loneliness... it was always you. In my head, in my heart..." she whispered.

Ganesh looked at her, his eyes moist.

"I just didn't know... didn't recognise what it was... I was stuck at 18 years all my life, not growing up, not seeing..." Anamika whispered through a choked throat.

"Sshhh..." Ganesh comforted her.

"If you hadn't waited for me... if you had given up... opted for someone else..."Anamika panicked.

Ganesh smiled. "That was never an option." To lighten the mood, Ganesh said, "It would have been like giving Khushi laddoo instead of jalebi when her head is filled with images of jalebi day & night."

Both of them chuckled. As the laughter died away, Ganesh cupped her head gently and placed his lips on hers.

Arnav woke up in the morning, feeling very energetic, a sense of well-being suffusing his soul. "Khushi..." he whispered as he did every morning, like the mantra to begin his day.

He looked down at the warm bundle in his arms, hidden under the covers he had dragged over both of them. Her head was on his chest, her unbound hair lying over his arm like a silken cover. He could feel her legs entwined with his. Her arms were around his waist. She was lying over him, her sweet breath singeing his chest. His lips stretched in a very happy smile, and he cuddled her softness closer.

He looked at the canopy of flowers, and then looked at his bride sleeping the sleep of the very tired.

A strand of hair had fallen over her temple, on to her cheek. He smoothed it away, tucking it behind her ear with a loving hand.

Khushi's eyelashes fluttered, and heavy lids opened reluctantly to gaze at his face.

"Arnavji..." she whispered, looking at his face with happy eyes, not waking up fully.

Arnav smiled at her, his eyes tender, naughty, mysterious, eager, anticipating her full awakening...

Khushi frowned slightly and looked around.

One bed. The flowers. She was in Arnavji's arms... They had gotten married yesterday... Last night had been their suhaag raat!

A blush that could put all other blushes to blush bloomed on her face. She averted her eyes from Arnavji's.

His chuckles sent the muscles of his hard chest rippling against her soft bosom.

Khushi pulled herself off him, hoping to exit the bed at the earliest, only to realise that under the covers, both of them were naked.

She gasped, her mouth open in a perfect 'O'.

Arnav burst out laughing, rolling on the bed in mirth.

"Your face, Khushi..." he choked. "You should see your face..."

Khushi pulled the covers to cover herself fully & Arnavji partly. She caught hold of a pillow and began hitting him with it.

"Aap ko hassi aa rahi he..." she muttered as she plied the pillow energetically.

Arnav caught her flailing arm, and made her abandon the pillow, chuckling all the while. He pulled her into a bear hug, nuzzling her throat, loving the scent of her, the feel of her...

Khushi winced.

"Kya hua, Khushi?" Arnav asked, his chuckles dying.

"Aapki dhaadi..." she rubbed the sore skin of her throat.

"Lagi tumhein?" he was all concern, his unguarded eyes showering love on her.

She nodded, pouting.

Arnav blew on the tender skin, sending shivers down her tingling spine.

"Kya hua, Khushi?" the devil asked, feeling her shiver.

Khushi swallowed. What reply could she give him? He was the master of asking questions that had no answers!!!

His warm lips touched her throat, and kissed away the hurt. Khushi shut her eyes in the agony of pleasure, arching her neck helplessly to enjoy his touch to the fullest.

Arnav lifted his head to look straight into her eyes.

"Khushi, are you all right? Khushi, last night..." He was more serious than he had ever been in his life.

Khushi looked into his eyes. She could see the budding panic there.

She smiled at him, cupping his face in her palms. "I have never been better, Arnavji!"