Derek, overcome with a longing that couldn't be contained any longer, reached out and extended his hand towards me. My heart raced with nervous anticipation, and for a moment, I hesitated, unsure of how to respond to this gesture that held so much significance.
But I couldn't deny the undeniable connection between us any longer. I knew that I needed to take that step to bridge the gap that had kept us apart for so long. With trembling fingers, I reached out and grabbed his outstretched hand.
Our hands met, and I could feel the tremors coursing through my own as well as his. Derek, his touch gentle and reassuring, gripped my fingers with a warm and steady hand. It was as if he were cradling my trembling nerves, offering comfort in the simple act of holding my hand.
