Forbidden Tiles

The sun had set over the university campus, casting a warm orange glow over the quiet quad. Donald and Jennifer sat together on a bench, hands touching, and eyes locked on each other. The air was filled with a sense of calm, as if the world had slowed down just for them. "I feel like I've known you my whole life," Jennifer said, her voice barely above a whisper. Donald smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I know exactly what you mean," he replied, his voice low and husky. "It's like we just clicked." As they sat there, the tension between them was palpable. Donald couldn't help but notice the way Jennifer's eyes sparkled in the fading light. He felt drawn to her, like a magnet to steel. Jennifer, too, felt the attraction, her heart racing with every word Donald spoke. Their conversation flowed effortlessly, like they'd known each other for years. They talked about everything and nothing, their words dancing in the air. Donald couldn't remember the last time he'd felt this connected to someone. As the stars began to twinkle in the sky, Donald knew he didn't want the night to end. "Want to grab some coffee with me?" he asked, his eyes hopeful. Jennifer smiled, her face lighting up. "I'd love to," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. As they walked to the coffee shop, the night air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers. Donald and Jennifer walked side by side, their hands brushing against each other. The touch sent shivers down Jennifer's spine, and she knew she was falling for him hard. Over coffee, they talked some more, their conversation flowing like a river. Donald learned about Jennifer's love for literature, her passion for music, and her dreams for the future. Jennifer learned about Donald's ambition, his sense of humor, and his kind heart. As the night wore on, Donald walked Jennifer back to her dorm. The campus was quiet, the only sound being the crickets chirping in the bushes. Donald stopped in front of Jennifer's dorm, his eyes locked on hers. "I had a great time tonight," he said, his voice sincere. Jennifer smiled, her heart racing. "Me too," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. Donald took a step closer, his face inches from Jennifer's. "I'd like to see you again," he said, his voice low and husky. Jennifer's heart skipped a beat. "I'd like that," she replied, her voice filled with emotion. As Donald leaned in, his lips brushing against Jennifer's, the world around them melted away. The kiss was soft, gentle, and full of promise. Jennifer felt like she was melting into Donald's arms, like she'd found her home. The kiss deepened, their lips moving in perfect sync. Jennifer felt like she was lost in the moment, like nothing else mattered. Donald, too, felt the same way, his heart racing with excitement. As they pulled away, gasping for air, Jennifer smiled up at Donald. "Wow," she whispered, her eyes sparkling. Donald grinned, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Yeah, wow," he replied, his voice filled with emotion.