...Tasnim POV...
Did that just happen? Did I almost kiss a near to be married man? I did want to kiss him with every fiber that I have. His lips tasted sweeter than heaven will even allow; all I wanted was to feel more and more of what I could not have. Being with a man like him should be such a sin, but how I would love to lose myself in him.
But he should not have, and I should not have in return, now I am running away like a scared animal from the very thing that will give me joy. Then again, joy is something that I cannot experience; it will only cause me, but even more so him, a world of heartache.
After wandering the streets for what seems way too long, I find my way to the comfort of my own home. I find Jessie sitting in the lounge.
"Where have you been?" she asks, the relief clearly written on her face. "I was really worried after you stormed out of the club."
