"Ok, what time to we have to be at office by?" Khushi asked pulling off her comforter and going to stand by the dresser. She noticed that her hair was open, and all the jewelry was lying there nicely. If she was asleep last night when they got home, that means she couldn't have taken it all off, leaving her Arnav being the only person to do that. She looked up at him with questioning eyes.
"The fashion show starts at 7, we have to be in office by 2 for final rehearsal and everything," he said smiling and motioned at the dresser, "And yea, I did all that." He said and walked out of the room after winking at her.
Khushi quickly got ready and chose a blue lace dress to wear; then headed downstairs for breakfast.
When she arrived at the table, Maan and Arnav were getting seated while Geet was walking in from the kitchen. Khushi took the seat next to Arnav and started eating her breakfast. Geet also joined them after placing all the food on the table.
"So Khushi how are you feeling?" Maan asked her while drinking his coffee.
"Better than last night, I don't really know what happened though," Khushi said looking up at him.
"Did you happen to eat something weird or strange?" Geet asked her.
"Not that I know of. All I drank was a glass of juice that Sheetal gave to me," Khushi replied back.
Arnav stopped eating his breakfast midway as he heard Sheetal's name, there was something definitely up with her. She never did anything unless it would benefit her in any way. He quickly finished his breakfast and said, "Khushi let's go."
They both got up to leave and Arnav turned towards Maan and Geet, "The show starts at 7 o'clock so you both better be there on time."
"Ok, we will be," Maan said replying back with a smile.
Arnav and Khushi walked out of the house and got into the car. As they drove to the hall where the fashion show was to take place, Khushi noticed that Arnav's face was tensed. Most of the car ride was filled with silence, but Khushi decided to break it.
"Arnav is something wrong?" she asked looking up at him. Arnav was lost in his thoughts and now her voice broke him out of the trance.
"No, why do you ask?" He said glancing at her for awhile then back at the road.
"It's just that you seem very tensed ever since breakfast," Khushi said.
"It's nothing to worry about, just leave it," Arnav said parking his car into the parking lot. He got out of the car and then opened Khushi's door also. She stepped out of the car, and then bent back into the car to pick up her purse, giving him a full view of her back. Arnav hadn't realized how good she looked in her dress till now; the lace was hugging her body completely, making her figure very visible. Her hair was in a high ponytail, making her back very visible through lace. Khushi closed the door of the car then turned around to find him staring at her.
"What happened?" she asked.
And moved a few steps forward, pushing her against the car with both hands on either side of her. Khushi felt her body getting warmer as he approached her. Arnav moved his hand up and pulled the clip out of her, making it cascade down her back. Khushi's hand went up to touch her hair and feel it; she looked up at him with a confused expression.
"It's better now," he replied back with a smirk. He leaned in and pecked her right cheek, then held her hand to walk towards the building. They walked inside and the receptionist showed them where the fashion show was taking place and moved them towards the back rooms.
Once reaching there, they saw that everyone was there. The models were getting ready and the designers were putting final finishing touches on their dresses. Arnav received a call, so he stepped aside to receive it. Khushi went and helped some of the preparations to be made. Arnav came back after finishing the call and looked around for Khushi. He spotted her in a far corner helping someone and smiled to himself. They spent the next few hours getting everything ready to make sure the fashion show went smoothly.
"Sir, there's a problem," one of the assistants came to him and said.
"What happened?" He asked.
"We don't have showstopper for the show, Natasha was supposed to do it, but she no longer works with us," she replied back.
"Don't worry, I have it arranged. Just give me the showstopper's dress," Arnav replied back. The assistant left and came back a few minutes later with the dress, she handed it to him and then got back to work. One of the designers told Khushi to put away something in one of the fitting rooms, so she left to put it away. His eyes searched around for her and saw that she was walking into a room. Arnav followed after her into the room. Khushi put the box away in the corner of the room and felt someone's presence behind her. She turned around and found Arnav standing there, watching her intently.
"Arnav, you here?" She asked walking up to him and noticed the dress in his hands, "And what's with the dress, isn't it suppose to be with the showstopper?"
"Yea, I know that," he said smirking back.
"So why are you here wasting time? Go give it to her so that she can wear it and get it fitted," Khushi said trying to state the obvious.
"And that's why I'm here," Arnav said. Khushi looked around the room to see if someone else was here, but there wasn't other than the two of them. He has officially lost it, she thought.
"Arnav all this tension of the fashion show is probably getting to you, there's no show stopper in here," she said.
"Um yea there is," Arnav replied back smiling, "and she's standing right in front of me."
Khushi took a few seconds to comprehend what he just said and her eyes widened, "Arnav no way!!"
"Khushi, yes way," he said.
"Arnav I'm not going to be the showstopper," Khushi replied back fiercely.
"Khushi you are doing this, and that's final," he said.
"Arnav I can't do this," Khushi said.
"But why not Khushi?" Arnav asked.
"I've never done this before and I know nothing about it," Khushi replied back and turned around to face him, "I'm just not doing it."
"Khushi you promised that you will do anything I ask you to do, and I want you to do this," Arnav said taking a step towards her.
"This isn't fair!!" Khushi retorted back.
"Everything's fair in love and war," Arnav replied back smirking.
"But this isn't love or war!" Khushi replied back.
"You know what I mean, just get ready quickly," Arnav said.
"Ugh! You always get your way!" Khushi said folding her arms across her chest and looking at him with an angry look.
"If I'd always get my way, you'd have no idea what that could lead to," Arnav said with a mischievous look in his eyes.
Before Khushi could reply or say anything, his phone rang. He looked at the screen and it was a call from Maan, he picked it up an answered. Arnav faced the other way to talk with him, "Hey'..ok'.yeah just wait I'll be over there in a minute'..hold on',"
As he was talking into the phone, he had felt slight movement behind him and had known for a fact that Khushi was trying to get away. Without turning back, he grabbed her wrist, making her freeze where she was.
"Ok, bye," he said into the phone and turned it off.
Khushi felt him finish the call and turn around, still having the grasp on her wrist. And the next second, she felt a tug on her wrist, causing her back to clash with his muscled chest. Arnav let go of her wrist and wrapped both of his hands around her waist, he rested his head on her shoulder and inhaled her fragrance. She smelled delightful and fresh. Khushi felt her face beginning to heat up due to his closeness. Her breath was getting ragged while he roamed his lips against her neck, his breath creating havoc inside her body.
"Maan and Geet have arrived and are waiting for me at security, I will go meet them and show them where to sit," Arnav said burying his face further into her hair, "Till then you get changed into the dress sweetheart, I'll be back in a few minutes."
He placed the kiss on her cheek and walked out of the room without looking back; leaving behind a stunned Khushi was still trying to steady her breath.
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