Part 4
"Wife?" Khushi
asked. "What? You don't want to be my wife?" Arnav raised his eyebrows. Trying
to control his smile, he turned around in the direction Shyam had gone. "Wait,
let me go call him. Excuse me!" Khushi opened her mouth wide and then pulled on
his elbow. Shyam turned around to see Khushi put her hands on Arnav's chest and
push him into the seat. Arnav fell across the seats and hit his head against
the wall of the plane. "Ouch!" he said, rubbing his head. Khushi opened her eyes wide and
bent down and moved close to him. "I'm sorry, Arnav.." she pushed his hand away
and started rubbing his head, looking worried. Arnav looked at her. She was
sitting in her seat and leaning against him; her face was so close to his that he
could feel her warm breath against his face. He gulped; he looked at her cheeks
and then her lips, trying to control his urge to kiss them. Khushi kept saying
sorry and then stopped as she realized he was staring at her. She realized then
that her faces were almost touching each other; she looked into his eyes and then his
lips. She gulped and pulled away. Arnav raised his eyebrows and looked at her,
wondering why she moved away. She put her seatbelt on and looked around. Arnav
had a naughty smirk on his face. "I got you something". Khushi turned to look
at him. "Here! I got you the real thing. Why waste time with kids' stuff!" He
chuckled and handed her a small book. She took it and read the title on the book ' Pocket Kamasutra.
She opened her mouth wide and punched his arm. "Omg, what will I do with this
now. Arnav!" He chuckled. "Read it and maybe we can then try it out!" "Arrggghhh",
she put her hands around his neck and mock-strangled him. He chuckled, put his
arm around her and placed a kiss on her cheek. He opened his magazine and
started reading it.
Khushi
stared at him, wondering what had just happened. Did he just kiss me on my
cheek? Or did I imagine it? Why would he kiss you on the cheek? You must have
imagined it Khushi! She turned around, put the book in her bag and then took
out her Nicholas Sparks book, well aware of her burning face that had turned a
bright crimson. Arnav stared into his magazine. Did you just kiss her? Did you
just.. unbelievable! What must she be thinking about you! Act natural, Arnav.
Maybe she will think it never happened. Shame on you, do you have no control
over yourself! They both sat, engrossed in their books, not reading it but
thinking about each other!
"Orange
juice, please!" Khushi smiled at the stewardess. "Excuse me, can you get me
some napkins please?" Arnav asked. Khushi raised her eyebrows. The stewardess
gave Khushi a glass of orange juice and Arnav some napkins and walked away.
Khushi turned to Arnav with raised eyebrows; he chuckled. "Just wanted to be
prepared this time when you pour orange juice all over me!" Khushi opened her
mouth wide and then turned away. She giggled, as she remembered the incident.
When
food was served, Arnav was still reading his magazine as he ate. Khushi looked
at him occasionally, unaware that he had been stealing glances at her as well. "So
what is your plan for today once you reach Delhi?" Khushi asked, after a while.
Things had suddenly become awkward when they stopped talking to each other. Arnav
turned to her and said, "I don't know I guess I will sleep in for a bit and
then maybe spend some time with my family." She smiled, staring at his lips and
he raised his eyebrows. She pointed at his lips. He asked, "What?" She slapped her
forehead with her hand and then leaned forward to wipe curry off his lips. He smiled and said
"Thanks" and turned back to his food. She looked away, and stared at her food.
Her heart was beating wildly in her chest. She felt a tingling sensation all
over her body, when she touched his lips. Her breathing had quickened and she
felt faint. She took the glass of water and drank the whole glass in one go. Arnav
gulped, remembering her touch. He controlled his urge to grab her and kiss her.
No, she just got out of a relationship. She considers you a good friend and why do
you want to ruin it?
After
the stewardess took the food away, Khushi leaned against her seat and closed
her eyes. Arnav looked at her, wishing she would sleep on his shoulder. He went
back to reading his magazine, but he couldn't concentrate. He turned to her and
watched her sleep; she looked so beautiful, like an angel. As he watched, she
made an annoyed face and shifted in her seat. He raised his eyebrows as he
watched her shift uncomfortably in her seat again. Then Khushi, her eyes still
closed, leaned to her side and placed her head on Arnav's shoulder. She grabbed
his arm, snuggled closer and relaxed. Arnav watched her and smiled. The lights
were turned off on the flight. Arnav closed his magazine, put it in the seat
pocket and leaned against his seat and closed his eyes. Khushi slowly opened
her eyes and heaved a sigh of relief; he didn't realize that she had been
awake. She couldn't sleep when she was leaning against the seat; she was
thinking about him.
A few
minutes later, Khushi opened her eyes again. She couldn't sleep! She closed her
eyes and all she thought about was the moments she spent with Arnav, since she met
him in New York. She grabbed his arm, tightly, wondering what would happen once
she reached Delhi. Will she ever see him again? Her eyes teared up. She closed
her eyes when she felt Arnav shift in his seat. Arnav was lying awake, with his
eyes closed. He couldn't stop thinking about her. He was now convinced that he had feelings
for her, but he wasn't sure if he should tell her. After you reach Delhi,
then what? Will you meet her again? Of course, I will add her on Facebook and
maybe slowly when the time is right, tell her how I feel about her. When the
time is right? What if you lose her by then? What if she is going home to get
married now? Did you ask her? He opened his eyes and then looked at her,
sleeping peacefully on his shoulder. Her hair had fallen on her face. He slowly
tucked it behind her ear and touched her cheek. Tears caught in his throat; as
he realized how badly he needed her in his life. The past few hours that he
spent with her were great. He forgot about all the difficulties he had been
having at the hospital, his mother's continuous nagging about marriage, his
ex-girlfriend's threats and all the other troubles in his life. He wondered if
he had been this happy recently? No! But Khushi made him happy. Life seemed
perfect when he was with her. His eyes teared up; he leaned closer to place a
light kiss on her forehead.
Khushi's
eyes flew open as she felt the kiss. She looked up at Arnav, just as he pulled
away. Their eyes met; they gulped. They looked into each other's eyes and then
their lips. They leaned forward and their lips touched. Arnav took her face in
his hands as he deepened the kiss. He brushed his tongue against her lower lip
and she parted her lips, letting his tongue explore the deep corners of her
mouth. Khushi grabbed his wrists as she kissed him back with equal passion. A
few minutes later, they pulled apart. Arnav touched his forehead against hers.
Tears rolled down her cheek. Arnav felt his hands getting wet and he pulled
away. "Khushi?" He raised his eyebrows, looked into her eyes and whispered, his
hands still holding her face. "I'm sorry, I thought.. I didn't mean to.. please I'm
sorry.." "Sssh.." she shook her head and threw her arms around his neck and
placed her head on his chest. She looked up and touched his cheek and placed
light kisses on his jaw and his cheek. He closed his eyes, trying to control
himself. They were not alone; people around them were sleeping yes,
but still there were people around them! He kissed her forehead and whispered,
"Try to get some sleep, sweetheart." He raised his eyebrows, realizing what he
had said and hoping that Khushi hadn't heard it. Khushi pulled away and looked
at him, her eyes open wide in surprise. She turned to look away, tears in her
eyes. Arnav touched her shoulder and turned her around.
"What's
wrong?" Khushi looked into his eyes. "I.. I don't know.. I mean.. what now?"
Arnav smiled and placed a kiss on her forehead. He whispered softly. "What do
you mean what now?" He continued, with a chuckle. "We could go to the bathroom and make out or we could just
stay here and get some sleep". Khushi's eyes had a naughty twinkle. She started
to get up, when Arnav pulled her wrist. "Where are you going?", he asked. She looked at
him, nonchalantly. "To the bathroom to make out with you." They looked into
each other's eyes for a moment and then burst into laughter. As their laughter
subsided, she snuggled close to him and asked softly, "Will I get to see you in
Delhi?" He caressed her hair and nodded. "Of course, do you think I will be
able to stay away from you for that long?" She looked up into his eyes and
leaned forward to kiss his lips. He
smiled as he kissed her back. When they pulled apart, she smiled and placed her
head against his shoulder and grabbed his arms with both hands, pressing her
side against his arm. "I am so glad my flight from San Francisco got canceled."
He smiled, took her hand in his and rested his head against hers. They closed
their eyes and slipped into deep sleep.
Khushi's
eyes fluttered open, as the lights turned on. She slowly moved away, waking
Arnav up. He opened his eyes and saw her staring at him, scared. "Good morning,
sweetheart." He said with a smile. Her face relaxed and a faint smile appeared
on her face; Khushi woke up wondering whether last night had been a dream,
whether they had indeed kissed. She leaned closer, a naughty twinkle in her eyes and he gulped, looking
around. "Khushi, the lights are on. People can see us." She had a playful smile
on her face, as she looked at his lips and said, "So?" "So, what will they
think?" "Let them think what they want." Arnav looked at her lips and gulped
again. She moved closer, their lips almost brushing against each other. She
looked into his eyes, giggled and moved away. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What?"
She looked at him, confused. "What .. what?" "Why did you move away?" "I
thought you were worried about what people thought." She said, giggling. Arnav
grabbed her arm and pulled her close and placed a quick kiss on her lips.
"Don't you dare do that to me again.", he said through clenched teeth. She continued to giggle, as he looked
into her eyes. Their thoughts were interrupted, as the stewardess arrived with
the food.
The
plane rolled to a stop. "Welcome to Indira Gandhi International Airport, New
Delhi. Thank you flying British Airways!" Arnav and Khushi stood up. Arnav
helped her grab her carry-on, took his luggage and they exited the flight. As
Khushi got out of the flight, she turned around to look at him and grabbed his
arm. They started walking towards the exit, her hand around his arm. They
reached the baggage belt; Khushi had to collect her luggage. She looked at the
bags as they arrived; Arnav smiled and put his arm around her waist and pulled
her close. She looked at him, smiled and placed a kiss on his cheek.
"So, I
will add you on Facebook as soon as I get home. Maybe then we can decide when
to meet next." Arnav said, smiling as they walked hand in hand towards the
exit. Khushi stopped and looked at him, tears in her eyes. "We will meet,
right? I can't think of.. " He put a finger on her lips. "Me neither. I don't
know how I can be away from you either". He tucked her hair behind her ear and
smiled. "We will figure it out, don't worry." She threw her arms around him and
crashed onto his chest, making him stagger back. He put his arms around her and smiled. She said softly, "I will miss
you." "I am right here!" He said confused, pulling away. "I mean.. I will.." she started
saying seriously, when she saw the playful smile on his face. "Arnav!" she
punched his arm again and made an annoyed face. He chuckled and put his arm
around her waist and pushed her luggage trolley with his other hand.
Khushi
stopped at the door and looked around. "I see my parents over there!" She
turned to Arnav, her eyes filled with tears, her lips trembling. "I guess this
is it then!" He shook his head. "Nope, I will see you tonight!! Leave your
windows open at night!" She opened her mouth wide. "Are you crazy? I sleep with
my sister!" Arnav chuckled. "So? I'll bring my brother too, so they will leave
us alone!" Khushi punched his arm. "Arnav!" and a tear rolled down her cheek. Arnav
wiped the tear off and touched her shoulder. "Khushi, now go! I will message
you on Facebook and we can meet up tonight, ok?" She nodded and smiled as she
took his hand in hers. She turned around and walked away with her luggage
trolley. After a few steps, she turned around and looked at him. He was smiling
at her; she smiled and walked away.
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