Lover

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"Good morning!"

Arnav looked up at her, surprised.

Khushi reached his desk and went directly to him. She opened his personal drawer. "What's this?"

Arnav felt like his walls were broken.

"Which setting is it then?"

"Why?" He asked.

"Don't you know why?"

"Leave. Now."

"You're no fun." She pressed 0.

"What are you doing? I have meeting in half an hour."

"Are you not prepared?" She pressed 9.

Arnav snatched his remote and reset his office system.

She snatched it back and pressed 8.

"Ms Gupta!"

"Nope. Won't do." She pressed 7.

"What won't do?"

"My name is Khushi. You called me that two nights ago." She pressed 6.

"Are you saying I'm forgiven?"

She pressed 5 and went to the door, getting the familiar feeling. "Aha."

"What the hell are you doing?"

Khushi knew goading him on was not the best of decisions, but she needed him mad. She needed him, period. After the earth shattering realization Anjali had caused her to have, she was not going to look back.

"You are attracted to me."

He glared at her.

"You wanted my forgiveness."

His eyes softened.

"So, why can't you just ask to date me?"

"What?"

"You know, dating. We can go out, you can manhandle me with consent and I can actually get to forgiving you for your past behavior?"

"I don't do girlfriends."

She neared him. "Why?"

"I don't like emotional attachments."

"So, ours will be a physical one."

"Is this because I gave you your first orgasm?"

Khushi rolled her eyes, to his confusion. "No genius. Because I want to do this."

And she kissed him hard on the mouth. Arnav couldn't believe it. What was happening?

"And this." She kissed his Adam's apple.

"And this." She pecked his stubble.

Arnav felt his insides warm.

"And this." She pulled him to his sofa, and sat on top of him, straddling him. She pushed her body against his.

"What are you-" He held her shoulders.

"I want you Arnav." Her face was clear, no resentment of the past, no fear of the future.

"Move." He ordered.

She kissed him again. He felt his control crumble, and kissed her back just as hard. The kiss grew intense.

She loosened his tie, and opened his shirt, feeling his pecs under her palms.

His hand found her bra strap and unhooked it.

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