Fahami's POV:
And then, he pressed his soft lips to mine and planted a very gentle, sweet kiss.
I froze. The whole world froze. Was it real? Was it happening?
Then his lips moved against mine, slowly, gently, beautifully.
His hand which was above my heart moved away and settled on my waist, pulling me closer to his body. I couldn't keep my eyes open any longer. I was losing, falling, dying.
His lips danced against mine gracefully. His hand pulled me even closer until our body touched and pressed against each other. His other hand slowly moved from cheek and snaked around my neck, holding it firmly. His lips nibbled on mine, asking me to kiss him back.
What did I do? Nothing. I couldn't move away, couldn't break the torturing bliss.
Suddenly his hand moved away from my waist and
