She wanted to ask him the same question: What was he doing to her? She couldn't seem to control herself whenever she was near him. Her thoughts were in disarray, and her voice came out rushed as she said, "Malik," her eyes gazing up at him.
He gazed at her with intensity, and it felt like everything around her had come to a standstill. Not even the sound of crickets or the gentle flow of the nearby stream could distract her from his captivating presence. Why was she allowing him into her space, into her world?
No, this couldn't be right; she had a goal, one that needed her undivided attention. And what about love?
Wait, love?
No, there was no way.
Malik suddenly leaned in, bringing his forehead close to hers and closed his eyes. The proximity made it hard for her to breathe.
"Close your eyes, Safiya," he whispered softly, his voice causing every joint in her body to vibrate.
