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A Fake Engagement- A Real Wedding Chapter 12

Chapter-12

A Fake Engagement

Khushi sat waiting for Shyam at her favourite cafe that evening, while her mind still turned over Payal’s words. Why did Payal think that she, Khushi Gupta could ever fall in love with an arrogant arse like ASR?

She shook her head vehemently in denial, almost spilling coffee from the mug in her hand. The idea itself was mental. She could never fall for a man who had not even an ounce of humility in him. He was – he was-

“An espresso please, double shot. ” The deep dark voice raised the hair at the back of her neck. Trying to reject the voice in her head that said it knew who the voice belonged to, her eyes opened wide with shock as Arnav sat down in the chair next to her and grinned wolfishly.

“I had not thought of you as a coffee drinker, Khushi Gupta. You sound like you would drink gallons of tea, not coffee. “

Her eyes drank in his grinning face- he looked so devastatingly handsome when he smiled!- and then his words registered. More to the point, his presence by her side registered as she came out of her daze. Her doe eyes sparkled with annoyance.

Arnav saw the moment Khushi’s expression changed and his eyes lit up at the expectation of fireworks. He loved it when she looked ready to spit fire, the passion of her feelings plain on her face.  He didn’t have long to wait.

Khushi’s chest swelled with quiet indignation. His eyes rested briefly on the heaving chest and then moved to her eyes. They were now furious at his blatant display of interest.

“How dare you! “Khushi spoke with her mouth barely moving. “What the hell are you doing here Mr Rothwell ? “

“I have been called here, by your – who is he anyway? Is he your associate or your friend?”

Khushi refused to calm down. With gritted teeth, she asked, “I have no idea what you’re talking about, but you had better leave. I have a meeting and I am not going to waste my energy talking to you. “

“Of course. ” Arnav was brisk, his eyes sharp. He accepted his cup of espresso with a polite smile at the waitress, that seemed to turn her into a silly mush. Fluttering her eyelashes, she asked him if he wanted any sugar.

“He is diabetic. No sugar, thank you.” Khushi spat dismissal at the waitress, who went away with a scowl on her face. Looking straight back at ASR, Khushi said, “Did you hear what I said Mr Rothwell Raizada? Leave.”

“You’re pretty adorable when you’re all fire like this. “Arnav observed amusedly, and then huskily added, “Most of the times, I can’t wait to burn with you.”

Khushi had no reply for such a statement. She sipped her coffee and pointedly looked at her watch. Arnav finished his mouthful of espresso and wiped his mouth with a serviette, calming informing her, “Don’t be mad at me. I didn’t come here myself. I was called by your photographer associate, Shyam. “

Her jaw dropping, Khushi retorted, “Shyam? My Shyam called you?”

“Your Shyam? ” Arnav’s eyes caught fire at her reference to Shyam as hers. He was annoyed.

His entire day had been a pain, so why should he be surprised if evening was the finale of all that he found irksome. He had decided to work from home this morning. His morning had begun with Anjali teasing La at the breakfast table. By noon, La had become decidedly panicky, coming to him with the request that he make things clear to his family. She was terrified they would marry her to him tomorrow if they had their way. Highly tickled by her imagination, Arnav had assured her nothing of the kind would happen. She ought to take the teasing in her stride and be indifferent. After all, she wanted the pretence of being his girlfriend to save her pride. But La had been unable to handle things. Post lunch, she had excused herself with the excuse of a prior meeting with an old friend and got out of the house.

Arnav had breathed a sigh of relief as Anjali had turned her attention to her own wedding matters, and he had finally been able to focus on his work. Things had just settled down, when Shyam called. He had been polite and straight to the point.

“Hi Alex, I would like to meet you this evening. Is it possible?” Shyam had asked politely.

Arnav had observed, “A bit sudden, isn’t it? “

Shyam had been just as adamant, “I’ll agree, it is a bit sudden but imperative. I would appreciate it if you could come to the India Cafe this evening. Khushi will also be there.”

Arnav had tensed at her name, and in a split second made his decision as an unsavoury thought had entered his head. His entire being had rebelled at the idea. As he remembered the thought that had prompted him to come here without a second’s hesitation, his annoyance at his own behaviour grew. He looked at Khushi and suddenly he said, “I might as well tell you since I know you will not tattle tale. I think it is time I got married.”

Khushi looked at him, going pale at his words. ASR planning to get married? To Whom? Or was he simply saying that to annoy her? Well, she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. With mighty effort, she ignored his declaration and ploughed on, “Why has he called you here?” Then muttered to herself, ” Is he planning to warn you off in front of me or something? “

Arnav’s mind, that had seconds ago been amusing itself at Khushi’s instant reaction and efforts at non-reaction to his statement, was now outraged at this muttered suggestion. How could anyone warn him off Khushi? Khushi was — and he stopped the thought in his head. He liked annoying her, flirting with her. He had already admitted to wanting her badly. Khushi was  his — The point was, she was not for Shyam.

Khushi, unaware of his internal debate continued muttering to herself, “I must talk to Shyam. He has been a bit odd lately, but I simply thought it was due to his preoccupation with–.”

“Still talk to yourself, do you? Old habits die hard. ” an amused Arnav drawled lazily, stretching in the chair. “I can’t wait to hear what milk toast man has to say to me.”

Khushi choked on her coffee “Milk toast man? You are calling Shyam a milk toast man?”

ASR shrugged his shoulders, “What else would I call a man who has been playing with fire recently, but is not able to take the heat?”

“What fire? What heat? What the hell are you blabbering on about ASR?” Khushi snapped, forgetting her intention to stay calm.

She drew back as Arnav leaned forward.  Suddenly his eyes were drawn to the door and he took a sharp breath. Khushi saw the change in his face, saw the hardness enter into his eyes and looked at the door too.

Shyam and La had entered the cafe; Shyam with a grim look on his face and La with averting eyes. His gaze zeroed in on Arnav and Khushi and his jaw tightened. They all greeted each other politely. La sat between Khushi and Shyam, her gaze averted from Arnav. Khushi observed this and wondered.

Finally Arnav spoke, “So Jha, what is it you wanted to talk about?”

Shyam put down his coffee and looked at Khushi accusingly, saying “I just wanted to make sure we are all on the same page. You have not trusted me enough as a friend Khushi, or you would have confided your secret in me. ” He sighed deeply, unhappily. Before Khushi could ask him, he raised his hand, “I am not finished yet Khushi. Please don’t interrupt. “

Shyam looked at Arnav and a determination entered his eyes. He said, “La tells me your family spoke to her today about her marrying you. Now is the time Rothwell. You must tell them.”

Khushi’s eyes strayed to Arnav, shock evident in them. Without looking at her, Arnav kept his gaze on Shyam, “Tell them what, Jha?”

At this point, La interrupted both men, looking at Arnav with pleading eyes. His eyes hardened and she averted hers, saying “I am sorry, Alex. I wouldn’t have told Shyam about any of it, had he not told me about his intention to marry her.”

ASR being who he was, didn’t even blink at her declaration of innocence. He simply nodded at her and then looked back at Shyam.

A frustrated exhale, and then Shyam said, “You must tell your family the truth Rothwell. Tell them that La is not your girlfriend, but mine. You must tell them about your engagement to Khushi. “

Romancing September Across the World – Day 15 – Felicia Myers

A big thanks to Stephanie for this promotion.

Stephanie Hurt - Romance Author

Good morning everyone! I want to welcome you to the 2nd part of Day 15 of the 3rd Annual Romancing September Across the World Blog Tour. If you haven’t checked out Rosie’s post from earlier, then go by https://rosieamber.wordpress.com/ and get caught up.

Now on to today’s featured author, Here’s the question I asked:

What has been the biggest inspiration for your writing?

Emotions are the biggest inspiration when it comes to writing. Every time I go for a walk in the city gardens, I observe people. There are so many different faces, each telling their own story by their eyes, their expressions, their body language. Every face screams a story in my head. With a cup of coffee in hand, and observant eyes, I sit under a tree with a note book and pen in hand, ready to let my imagination soar high in the sky, thinking of what…

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#RomancingSeptember Day 15 A Fake Engagement A Real Wedding by Felicia Myers

Little advertising never hurt. 😉

Rosie Amber

Welcome to Day 15 of #RomancingSeptember

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Today our guest is Felicia Myers and her book A Fake Engagement A Real Wedding

A Fake Engagement

Where is your home town?

I grew up in a small town located in Gujarat – India, right between the sea and the desert. My heart feels at home in my current city of residence – the wonderful city of Harbour Bridge & Opera House, Sydney, Australia.

How long have you been writing romance?

My first attempt at writing romance was at the age of 13, about a young girl who falls in love with a spy. My friends at school lapped it up and I started writing romance for their pleasure!

What is your favourite sub-genre of romance?

Contemporary Romance.

Where is your book set?

Two cities – London, England and New Delhi, India

Can you introduce readers to ASR

Going through various adult emotions early on in…

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#RomancingSeptember Day 14 7 Years Bad Sex by @WellsNicky #Romance #books

Source: #RomancingSeptember Day 14 7 Years Bad Sex by @WellsNicky #Romance #books

The Unending Trail of Tears

Shakespeare Insult Kit

Hilarious! 🙂 Getting me in the mood finally to write. Now that my health is restored, I’m determined to write several chapters of my stories next week. May God help me meet my aims for the next week.

Vividity

I found this on the internet … forgot the site, but please consider yourself credited and thanked, .. and couldn’t help re-posting it..

It’s Awesome, totally hilarious.. and perfect for use on someone, who may take ages to even realize what just hit them. No.. that doesn’t mean I’m encouraging the use of this.. but it’s funny nonetheless

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Good luck to you Stephanie and many congratulations on the release of this book. I’m sure it’s going to be a blast, just as the previous ones were. 🙂

Stephanie Hurt - Romance Author

Image Oh yeah, if you’re wondering, yes I lived through the IRS audit on my client. It took 6 hours and ten years off my life 🙂 I did manage a compliment by the auditor on my accounting and my thoroughness. But it’s over and done. Found nothing to complain about. YESSSSSS.

Now to more important matters at hand. Monday, February 25th my novel “Rekindled Flames” the 2nd in the Flames of Love series is finally officially going to be released. I’m super duper excited 🙂 Life has really gotten in the way of this release, not to mention those pesky other books that just kept vying for my attention :0

So to all my blog friends, if anyone would like to help with the promotion of my newest release just let me know and I’d be very appreciative. I do return the favor by the way.

As always, good writing…

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It’s happy time of the year again! Smile! :)

Nothing beats Classic Christmas Songs with Classic voices singing it! And to play these songs when you’re baking goodies for Christmas or drinking Glühwein and warming your insides is a treat! 🙂

Are you done decorating your Christmas tree? Have you bought all the presents without forgetting anyone? 😛

Well then, sit down and relax. Listen to these songs and smile! 🙂

Merry Christmas everyone! 🙂

The Lone Walker

Poetry that will move not just the heart but soul.

I have hope in God’s arms

Simply beautiful!