ArShi FF : The Charmer and His Lady ✔️

Part 15 : In your embrace

Arnav did not made any attempt to answer her back. He picked up some papers from the pile and concentrated on them totally ignoring her.

Khushi not getting any reply from him walked past him and got settled after two rows opposite of where Arnav was seated. She bit her lips feeling anguish and buckled her seat belt around her nervous waist. Her lips quivered feeling scared.

There was an announcement from the pilot's end that they were ready to take off to which Khushi suddenly started panicking. She gripped the hand rest and closed her eyes shut. Her struggles did not go unnoticed by the man who was seated two rows ahead of her. Arnav folded the paper and turned his face to glance at the shuffling noise. He saw khushi's face turned totally white like a blotting paper as if all her blood was drained from her face. He could see the tear strain on her cheeks, her hand desperately dug into the hand rest, seeking for support.

"Oh Lord, please help me", she cried out in frustration in her mind. The plane jerked as it took over the speed for take off. She felt numb, her head shifted from one side to the other as if she was senseless, but she was not. She was very much in her senses but her nerves failed to support her. She felt a strong arm gripping her shoulder and she instantly knew who it was. How can she fail to notice his touch? Wasn't that what she was seeking? Yes she was indeed seeking for his support, his warmth. She wanted him beside her desperately and when she got what she wanted she just turned to his side and hugged him with all her wit. Releasing her long held breath she sank in his arms.

"I am scared" her words came out muffled and her warm breath brushed his nape. He could feel her quivering lips. Immediately feeling his warm arms circling her she felt at ease. "I am really scared of flights Arnav", she cried out helplessly digging her nails at his back.

Feeling her literally tremble in his grip he unfastened her seat belt and held her tightly in his embrace, giving her his warmth and assurance. He understood the urgency that he needed to be beside her no matter how mad he was at her. But her fear was not some joke, which he could denied to take lightly. The sight of her weakness made his heart flip in pain. A girl who claims to be so independent was actually seeking for dependency. He could easily bear her hard exterior but when it came to her vulnerable part, he just couldnot control.

"Its ok, relax now, I am here, with you, beside you, you are safe", he brushed her hair and caressed her back to ease her nervousness.

"Please don't go Arnav", she said in a low voice, still gripping him as if he was something which will go away if she loosen her grip.

"I am right her, Khushi", he kissed her in the air lightly and rested his chin on her shoulder.

Khushi dug her face inside his crock of his neck, while sobbing. Arnav could feel puffs of her breath against her skin.

He practically took her on his lap and settled her with him. Just like a baby she clung onto him. "Relax" she heard him saying.

After 5 mins they were at twenty four thousand feet above sea level when the seat belt sign turned off. Khushi was still on his lap, but her breathing was calmer than before. Slowly she could smell his woody cologne feeling her nostrils.

"you did great", he patted her in assurance. "There is nothing to be sacred anymore" he said while detaching her from him.

She finally looked at him making a puppy face, feeling a little embarrassed for being clumsy. She then realized her position. She was practically on his lap, her soft butt touching his strong thigh muscles, her soft bosoms crashed against his broad rock hard chest and his neck adored her lipstick mark.

"I am sorry", she whispered.

Arnav looked at her hoping for an explanation to why she ignored him. He looked directly in her eyes with questioning look.

"I freak out in flight", came her reply.

Arnav narrowed his eyes and shot a look at her. "so she is sorry for that, not for making me desperate. Why on the earth was I so desperate to talk to her when she clearly showed her lack of interest in me?" he cursed himself. "my work his done, she needed a support and I gave her finished...I will not make a move anymore unless she comes herself" he swear under his breath.

"Do you plan to sit on my lap for the rest of our journey?" Arnav mocked at her making her uncomfortable purposely.

"No...I mean... I am sorry..." Khushi started wiggling on his lap to get up.

"Sorry?" Arnav mocked again... "sorry for everything except the main reason why I am upset. Fair enough Miss gupta, now let see how you make yourself comfortable around Arnav Singh Raizada when he is in his worst mood" he thought.

Dropping her in the middle seat he walked to his seat. Glancing her for the last time he switched on his laptop to work.

"Shit Khushi, whats wrong with you? you said sorry for everything expect your stupid behaviour in the evening... you have to apologize to him for that...come on now go and apologize to him... he has all right to be angry on you..." khushi thought peeping towards Arnav, whose head could be seen from her seat. "But how? What should I do? Not that I have big line of boyfriends whom I had pacified. He is my friend" she thought pouting "and I don't even know how to pacify men. I don't even know how a couple behaves during fights", Khushi sighed with a sharp intake of a long breath.

"Whatever it is, I have to try, after all he is my boyfriend", she blushed with the thought. "And if he can understand when I was seeking for his closeness, then I should even try to manaofy (pacify) him my way. People learn from their mistakes" she thought. So what if I fail for the first time... I will still try till I succed. Mr. Grupmy Raizada, I will definitely pacify you, no matter what it takes". She gathered herself and walked where he was seated. With one blow she shut the laptop making Arnav flinch and look at her bewailed.