Chapter 8

       

Doctor’s Office:

Anjali and Mami were walking out of the doctor’s office when Mami says that she needs to go to the washroom. Anjali tells her that she will wait in the reception area.

Anjali comes to the reception and sits down on one of the couch. She picks up a magazine to idly browse through while waiting for Mami when she hears a voice: Anji? Anjali Singh Raizada?

Anjali looks up to see a tall, handsome guy standing there with doctor’s white coat on.

Anjali’s face brightens up: VJ?

Vishal Jaiswal aka VJ nods his head happily. He walks up to Anjali to notice the baby bump. He pauses for a moment, then exclaims: Whoa… a baby? Anji, you are going to be a mummy? I can’t believe it.

Anjali smiles a sad smile: Yes, I can’t believe it either.

Vishal notices the sad smile and slowly sits down beside her: What is it, Anjali? Is everything all right?

Anjali’s eyes wells up with tears, she hugs VJ and starts crying on his chest.

Vishal’s arms slowly go around her and then he rubs her back in comfort.

Mamiji comes to the reception to see Anjali crying like a baby in the arms of a strange man and the man rubbing her back with tenderness trying to comfort her.

She pauses right there and thinks to herself: Hello hi bye bye. Who is this guy? Manorama Bond gotta investigate.

WARNING: Slightly mature and descriptive content. If you are under 18 or rather skip it, scroll down until you see WARNING ENDS written. You won’t miss anything important except descriptive content.

Living Room, Shaantivan:

Arnav feels the giggles still vibrating in Khushi’s mouth like tickling champagne bubble. The sensation of Khushi’s soft mouth against his floods his senses. His eyes close in pleasure as the happiness that is Khushi runs through his veins infusing every cell of his body with life.

Khushi’s eyes widen at the sudden kiss, but then a fresh mint taste floods her mouth as Arnav’s tongue tangles with her tongue. She feels her body melting in Arnav’s arms with the sensation of the kiss and her eyes slowly close shut as she gives in to the pleasure of the feel of Arnav's mouth against hers.

Arnav cups Khushi's head with one hand and wraps the other around her waist, Khushi's arms instinctively goes around his waist drawing him closer.

Arnav draws her closer in response to absorb her essence within his body and Khushi molds in him like two puzzle pieces finally coming together.

They continue to kiss and explore each other as if they never wanted to let each other go.

WARNING ENDS

They continue to kiss holding each other close. It felt like they are where they belonged. This is home.

Khushi suddenly sees some flashes of images behind her closed lids. Flashes of image of herself looking at a shadowy figure who bent forward to kiss her just like now and her eyes snap open.