As she held her gown on the sides and then took to her heel. The speed she chose to run away was sure going to end her in trouble. But it was her lucky day not just another gloomy one. She crashed into something no someone. Before she could crash to the ground, she was being held by the pair of hands she always wished to be held by. Two months of extremely tormenting  wait had finally come to an end. There he stood all in his glory, looking exceeding handsome. He had donned white inside and complimented it with its contrast colour i.e Black jacket. Her heart stopped for a minute only to pound faster in her chest. Blood in her veins ran to the south. Her hands unconsciously reached to touch him, to feel him and make herself believe that he is real!

Her eyes dim with tears,"Two months."

He shook his head and said,"Two months, forty eight hours, six minutes and five seconds."

She teared up hearing his words. He embraced her closer, holding the nape of her neck but not tightly to avoid grabbing eyeballs. He inhaled her sweet intoxicating scent and kissed her hair. He said in a low tone,"Not here Radhika. We need to talk but not right now."

Laying her head against his chest, she nods hoping he does not see her tearful expression. But he knew her a little too much to fall prey to that trick.

He caressed her hair untangling them by his fingers and says,"Don't cry I know you are crying. I am not going anywhere."

She again nods not able to form words to communicate. She was so overwhelmed with joyful elation of seeing him after so long that it took her speech away.

He said huskily,"Goodness gracious!! Your hair have grown so long in my absence."

She stayed nestled against his chest and chirped,"Maybe they missed you like me so they grew long hoping you would come back to play with them."

He kissed the top of her head and mumbled,"I missed them so much that I have no words to describe how much.

He pulled her back holding her arms creating a little distance between them. He took a good long lasting look at her. She looked beyond beautiful in fact beautiful was just an insult to her! She looked more than that, Her thinly shaped eyebrows over her gloriously heavenly eyes, her fair coloured complexion illuminated by reddish hue made her all the more irresistible.  Her sweet syrup lips looked so kissable. That dress fit her like second skin, hiding yet revealing her curvy shape. It took every bit of his self control to not to throw her own his shoulder and take her back to their room, where he would rip off the dress and f**k No love her until she begs him to stop for she can't take anymore.

He discarded all those thoughts and looked at her who was staring into his eyes, with all the innocence in her own.

He let her know that he possessed her just by the way he looked at her without blinking his eyes even for once. Possessiveness rose in his veins when he caught men staring at her hungrily.

He snaked an arm around her staking his claim, his exclusive right on her. He whispered in her ear,"Happy diwali, beautiful."

She looks down, shyly and replies,"Happy diwali to you too."

Arjun reaches out with his right hand and touches her chin with thumb and forefinger.  He lifts her thin face upwards so their eyes meet. He informs calmly,"Let's get going we need to talk and I can't wait any longer."

She questions,"But the party?!"

He impatiently states,"Fuck the party!!"

She frowns and again queries,"But the people?!"

He rakes his hand through his unruly brownish black locks and grunts,"Fuck the people! Do I look like I give a flying fuck about their feelings?!"

Her expression saddens,"Lara's sister says you don't do love and feelings."

He grits his teeth in frustation,"Who the fuck are both of them?! I don't know any lara wara!"

She says in an accusatory tone,"Lara's sister says you both did it once."

God! She was killing him! He was dying here to talk to her about her, about them and she wanted to discuss two bitches, he didn't care a bit about. And what the fuck she meant by It?! Then it strike him after thinking for a minute. It?! She was implying that he had slept with wara's sister in past. Wara?! Is that even a name?! No he guessed, it was lara. Anyway He gave a fuck about the name. Why couldn't she understand, he wanted to talk to her about her not about some bitch?! he had nailed who he didn't even remember.

He snort,"Radhika this isn't the best time to discuss lara and her sister. I want to talk something much, much important than this."

She argues in a low audible tone"No even this is important."

He warns glaring at her fiercly,"God help me controlling my fury, Radhika if you don't stop with lara and her fucking sister."

Radhika face falls in dissappointment.
He couldn't stand when she drops her head down, dejected and upset.

He gives in,"Fine! Tell me who is this lara and who is her sister?! Tell me what they told you about me?!"

She averts her gaze from him and he follows her gaze which lands on two woman standing talking to each other.

One of them looked like a slut in very less clothes while the other was dressed up chastely.

He says impassively,"Right one looks familar but I don't think I know left one."

Radhika felt her eyes would pop out of her sockets,"Familar?! You slept with her and you don't even remember her?!"

Arjun stares at her with disbelief,"Geez woman! You should be happy that I don't remember here it looks like you are very upset that I don't remember."

He looks back at the woman who winks at him. He shakes his head and averts his gaze from that vile woman to his beautiful girl. He says in a bored tone,"Now I don't even want to remember. She looks like a model whose successive years are over and I have fucked almost half of the modelling industry."

Radhika stares at him, wide eyed and crestfallen,"I hate to imagine you with any of your previous girlfriends."

He shakes his head disaprovingly,"Aisha was the only girlfriend, I ever had. I bet that bitch said I don't do girlfriends and love." He pauses and chuckles,"In a way its true because now I have a beautiful wife who is incomparable and ireplacable."

She blushes hard, feeling happier after so many days.

He urges,"Radhika please let's just drop this topic. I want to talk to you."

Did she just hear, the Arjun Mehra saying please?! Are her ears in working conditon?! She laughs at her own joke.

He stares at her clueless,"You are so wierd. In just two minutes your sad and I am in deep shit mood is switched to God! I will am so, so happy."

She chuckles heartily.

He smiles joyous,"I will never get enough of your giggles."

She smiles back at him,"I hope you don't."

He repeats emphasizing on each word,"That's it, We. Need. To. Talk. Now!"

He threatens staring at her intensely,"Either you come on your feet or mine. Second option will get people's imagination wild and vulgar, don't you think?!"

Her eyes popped out hearing his shameless words. Red seared through her cheeks and she was crimson time and again. This was the man she loved in whose company, she won't get tired of blushing. She was glad he was back and this time she wasn't letting him go.