CHAPTER NINETEEN

POV: Kriti

It was 7:00 pm when Arnav finally came back home. I heard him call for coffee and listened as he stomped up the steps and into our bedroom. We shared a glance but I fell straight back into the interesting book in my hands. I wanted to block his way and confront him right there, but I waited. I could at least let the poor soul freshen up before I attacked him. I sat, curled up on the bed with my book waiting for the right moment to talk to my husband. I stole a few covert glances over the top of my book at him as he moved around the room, changing out of his work clothes. Just like a pickpocket watches his victim for a perfect opportunity to steal a wallet and run away, I noticed every move he made.

“Kriti, what are you doing? Do you need something?” Apparently, I hadn’t been as covert as I’d thought.

“No,” I immediately replied.

“Then, are you aiming to jump me like some c