“Do you want me to stop?” He asked, pulling his head away, waiting for her consent softly before taking action knowing it all too well it is going to be her first.

“I.. I..” She paused, suddenly holding the authority to his action startled her slightly, not knowing how to respond but he put his hand over hers which was holding his shirt.

“It’s okay.” He whispered, smiling, reassuring her that he will respect her decision.

“Don’t…” She paused, holding his hand rigidly to never let it go, loving this chance she finally gained while Zain was still struggling with emotions, with reaction and feelings.

All of them never existed...