Tangled || ArShi FF

Chapter 15 - Rest Assured

Arnav couldn't register even a single word the Marketing Head was speaking. He did nod when he saw others doing it so that his obvious lack of interest wasn't evident.

He couldn't help it. What had happened some time ago with Khushi wasn't something he would forget anytime soon.

The entire week, he had teased her, tried to get a reaction out of her. So far he had succeeded but then, she planned this sweet retribution.

The sight of her in that black sheen top and skirt was etched in his mind. The way she had slowly walked over to him and teased him, made his heart race. And then they had made out and even the memory of it was enough to get his juices flowing.

How far would they have gone if the marketing team hadn't interrupted? Would they have done it? Right here in his office?

Her boldness had aroused him. He never imagined she would do something like this. But one thing that he had understood very well was that there were so many layers to her. Every time they interacted, he had uncovered some or other aspect of her. And he was more than happy peeling off each layer one by one.

He looked at his watch- 6:35pm. The marketing head was speaking non-stop for an hour now only taking water breaks. Arnav shook his feet impatiently. At this moment, he just wanted to dash off to Khushi's apartment and continue from where they had left off.

When another member had taken over the presentation, Arnav's phone vibrated in his pant pocket. He took it out and unlocked it.

(Friday, July 7)

-Khushi- 7:20pm || [+1 attachment.jpg]

Arnav tapped on the picture and it started to load on his screen. It was a photo of a black lace satin nightdress sprawled on a white bed-sheet.

Arnav bit back a groan of excitement. He looked up from his phone to see everyone else was engrossed in the presentation. He resumed typing silently.

-Arnav- 7:22pm || Are you trying to kill me?

-Khushi- 7:23pm ||  Maybe...

-Arnav- 7:25pm || If this is your idea of punishing me, I am happy to receive it.

Just the thought of Khushi in this black nightdress set blood coursing through his veins. All he wanted to do was tear the lacy dress of her and-

"What do you think?"

The voice drew Arnav out from his reverie. He turned his head to see everyone staring at him.

"Erm..." he cleared his throat, "Sorry, what?"

"The presentation," a junior manager who stood near the laptop asked, "What do you think? Is it doable for the next quarter?"

Arnav only had a faint idea of what he was talking about. The rest had gone above his head and for the past 2 hours, he hadn't even focused on their proposal.

"Umm..." he stammered again, "I'll go through it over the weekend and let you know by Monday."

The team seemed satisfied by the answer. They started getting up and assembling the files and laptops. Arnav couldn't believe his luck that the meeting was, at last, over.

It was 8pm and finally he could leave. He chuckled inwardly feeling like a teenage boy who couldn't wait to meet his girlfriend. As one by one the team members left bidding him a 'good night', Arnav too assembled his belongings, ready to exit.

The intercom rang and he received it.

"Sir," it was his PA, "Sheetal Ma'am is here to see you."