The Beats Of My Heart | Meri Dil Ki Dhadkan

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Another day at the office, another day of the same old thing – work, work ,work-

Rita came running in with a file in her hands.

"What's wrong," I frowned.

"These just came in," she said, handing the stacked file over to me.

I took it, still frowning at her, but as I went through all of the paperwork, my expression changed. I looked at her with wide eyes while she still looked at me with that stunned look. Not saying another word, I dashed over to Arnav, Rita right behind me. He looked at the both of us with confusion and I went over to him, handing him the file. He did the same thing as me, frowning as he went through the paperwork, his expression slowly changing as he went through it.

"Khushi," he gasped.

I could only nod, knowing exactly how he was feeling right now. Excitement was bursting through me – it finally worked! We had finally acquired our competitor! No longer would they be an issue for us, we would only continue to rise higher!

Arnav got out of his seat and picked me up in his arms, shocking me and Rita. He never really was one for public display of affection, but honestly in this moment, I could care less. The smile on his face made everything better – my smile – and I could only laugh in return as he swung me around and then kissed me.

"We did it baby," he muttered, his forehead leaning against mine.

"We did," I smiled, and kissed him again, not giving a damn that Rita was awkwardly standing being us.

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We had small party of our own that night, celebrating with the family. Everyone was really happy for Arnav, and he actually smiled for them – my smile! Dai and Di were so happy to see him like this, even little Nishan, who was beaming away in his Mama's arms, as if he understood what was going on. Even Mami was happy by the sight of seeing Arnav smile, and she actually gave me a hug, giving me hope that things were coming under a new light.

Exhausted and partied out, we all retired for the night, going up to our rooms. Arnav and I freshened up and got ready for bed. We laid there for a moment, resting in each other's arms.

"Something like this needs to happen more often," I sighed, nuzzling into his chest.

Arnav hummed and nodded, smiling softly.

I couldn't help but to gaze at him and he looked down at me.

"What," he asked softly.

"Have I ever told you how much I love it when you smile?"

Arnav arched his brow. "No but do tell."

I couldn't help my grin; whenever he would tease me like this, I just loved it!. He leaned up and rested his head on his hand, his other hand at my waist.

"I love it when you smile," I said softly. "You don't do it that often, but whenever you do, it's mostly with me. You let down your guard and are completely comfortable with me. It just makes my heart flutter."

Arnav smiled softly and I could see the small hint of blush appear on his cheeks.

How cute!

Unable to help myself, I kissed him, gripping onto his T-shirt. He kissed me in return, his hand at my waist going slightly lower. His intentions were crystal clear, but with what I had in mind, I stopped him. He briefly paused and looked at me with confusion and I felt my heart slowly start to speed up.

For some time now, I kept thinking about a thought I had had during our honeymoon. There was no denying how much Arnav loved... dining on me, so to say. There was always this sense of appreciation and the way he desires me – you would honestly think he was a man wandering in the desert, desperate to quench his thirst. Now don't get me wrong, I love the way Arnav relishes in me! But almost every time after, when he would kiss me, I couldn't help but wonder...