The Controlling Lover (ON HOLD)

Chapter Sixteen

That night, Arnav slept over. In the morning I made him breakfast: pancakes, toast, an omelette, and a special glass of OJ, all made with love ^_^

"Babe, I love your cooking," Arnav complemented.

I chuckled lightly. "Arnav, it's not much," I shrugged.

"An omlette with scallions, chicken... and other stuff that I don't know. And it all came out delicious. Not to mention these red velvet pancakes."

I chuckled again. Actually, it's just red dye that I put in =D ;)

I chuckled again. Actually, it's just red dye that I put in LOL Wink

"Maybe I should let you cook time to time at my place. Make you my wench," he winked.

I blushed. Hmm... cooking in his kitchen... barefoot... and pregnant- whoa! Slow it down there girl, pregnancy can wait!

"What's wrong," Arnav asked.

I shook my head. "Nothing. Just... thinking."

"Of what?"

"Not important."

He made a face.

"It's okay, it's nothing. But...."

"But...?"

I sighed and looked down at the counter. "I'm kinda feeling nervous. You know... about tonight."

Arnav scrunched his eyebrows.

"Your family...?"

"Oh." He looked at his plate and then looked away and then back at me. "Don't worry. I know Di will like you."

"Di?"

"My older sister, Anjali."

"Oh, you mean the sister you'd buy the world for?"

Arnav was drinking his OJ when I said that. The minute the sentence left my mouth, his hand paused midair and scrunched his eyebrows at me, and I bit my tongue.

"I read that online," I whispered.

"Ah." He drank some more OJ and then placed it down. "I forgot: you did research on me," he smirked teasingly.

I felt my cheeks heat. "... yeah," I whispered.

Arnav got up and came over to me, cupping my face in his hands. "Remember babe, I like you for that."

"Yeah," I shrugged, looking away.

Arnav made me look at him again and bent down to kiss me, but paused. I looked at him, wondering why he stopped, and then he sighed and leaned back.

"You're still nervous aren't you? About my family."

I looked down and nodded. "What if they don't like me?"

He tilted my chin up to look at him. "It doesn't matter what they think."

"But-"

"It only matters what I think of you. Hmm?"

Aww.... I couldn't help but to hug him tightly and nuzzled his chest over his shirt.

"You're so sweet," I muttered into his chest.

"I know."

I looked at him and cocked an eyebrow. He just looked at me and then we both erupted into laughter.

He stopped first and tucked my hair behind my ear. "I'll see you tonight."

I nodded. "Tonight."