Silent Affair (On Hold)

Chapter Twenty Four

I did not see anything, I did not see anything, I did not see ANYTHING!!!

Khushi chopped away on the potatoes mercilessly, as that was the first thing her eyes laid on when she entered the room. The other workers around her glanced at her curiously, but chose not to say anything.

"Khushi?"

Even though they hadn't chosen to say anything, it looked like their boss,  Arnav, did.

As for Khushi, well, she ignored him, chopping away at the potatoes.

"Khushi?"

But Khushi didn't stop, so Arnav stepped forward, grabbing hold of her hand. That was when Khushi finally realized his presence, and she stepped back with a gasp, somehow managing to cut herself.

"Shit! Khushi, when will you ever be careful," Arnav scolded. "Someone bring me the first aid kit!"

One of the maids came rushing forward with the first aid kit and Arnav took it. He pulled Khushi aside to the backyard, having her sit down at the table, Arnav sitting across from her. He tended to the wound, Khushi hissing at the stinging.

"Why can't you be more careful," he huffed.

Khushi scowled at him but Arnav ignored her, continuing to tend to the wound. Once he bandaged up her cut, Khushi pulled back her hand, holding it.

"You're welcome."

Khushi scowled at him once more and Arnav crossed his arms.

"Hey, its not like I asked for my towel to drop," he said with a roll of his eyes.

Blush reappeared on Khushi's cheeks and she looked away. Arnav could see that she was embarrassed, and to be honest, he was slightly embarrassed as well.

"Well... its not anything you haven't seen before," Arnav said in a low voice.

Khushi's eyes snapped to his, her jaw hitting the floor. What-?! We were children and our mother's would bathe us together, how could that possibly-?! ARNAV!!!

Khushi got up with a huff, her face as red as a tomato - from anger or embarrassment, still a debate.

"Wait, Khushi, I'm sorry!"

Arnav went after her, stopping in front her to prevent her from going inside. Khushi let out a huff and turned away, crossing her arms.

"I'm sorry, I was just trying to make a joke to ease the moment."

Khushi scowled at him and Arnav held his hands up.

"I know, I fucked up, I'm sorry."

Khushi looked away, but Arnav could tell by the expression on her face that she forgave him.

"And I'm sorry about before, I didn't mean for that to happen."

Khushi looked down at her feet and then glanced at him. 

...it's okay. 

She went over to him and hugged him, burying her face in his chest, Arnav understanding that she forgave him, as she used to do this in the old days.

"Well, at least that lasted for only about seven minutes."

Khushi shot him a glare, causing Arnav to grin. He placed a kiss on her forehead and Khushi felt herself melt into him.

This feels so perfect.

"Khushi-"

"Khushi!"