When she heard him say her name, she felt calm, as if he was someone she had known for a long time. Nina looked at the man who just called her name. Her full first name. Their eyes met.One with longing. One with fear.Boaz tried to pull the silk Hijab off Nina gently.While Nina tried to keep it in place. Both gave a pleading look at each other. The man was pleading for her to let him see her without the headcloth that covers her hair so he can check if she is who he hoped she is, although her clothes are far from yoga outfit, while the young lady was pleading for him to let her keep the silk cloth that conceals the most sensitive part of her, the neck and nape. Both didn't want to give up trying. Yet Boaz made sure his strength wasn't overpowering her. But he felt his heart ache as if it was being squeezed when he saw her tears started to cloud Nina's eyes. Nina did not want to cry, but she couldn't help her tears showing off. She did not loo

"And can you tell me why you did what you did at the clinic earlier?" Asked Nina.She should have resisted, but she was totally caught surprised, and her first reaction was to run from whatever or whoever was chasing them. When they got into his car, she was already feeling weak. To her relief, none of her skin was exposed to be seen by this guy, and so she hid her face away from his gazes until she told him her address. "Uh hmmm..." Boaz was not sure how to explain himself. How does he say his answer without sounding creepy? He tried to organize his thoughts quickly and tried his best to give her a satisfying or at least an acceptable answer. "I know you already answered that question earlier in your car, but what made you do such a rash action when we are even strangers?" Nina asked again. Not really upset but actually curious. She cannot blame him alone. She herself did not know why she ran along with him only for the silly reason th

"Can you... try to... look at me now...?" Boaz asked softly and even more cautiously. He wants this distance between them. So he was scared to make her feel uncomfortable and reject his presence around her. Nina squeezed her eyes tighter. She took a deep breath and exhaled. "Can we stay this way for a while first?" She did not reject, but as she wasn't ready, she asked for a slow down. She needed to calm her nerves and get used to his presence, get used to his distance, and honestly, his touch in her hands a while ago was too combustible for her and her senses. He had held her wrist earlier while running at the clinic to the parking lot, he held her in his arms all the way up to her living room from his car parked on the side road, but they were nothing compared to how she felt with his touch right now. Boaz did not feel bad about her request. He was honestly so smitten of her that he can do whatever she asks him to. They were too close, and he can understand why s

Nina, who was feeling so turned on right now, answered in the most positive way possible. She kissed him passionately. Conveying consent and emotions more than words could ever express.An answer to Boaz's request that she was not confident to say her response, but she can show him she agrees.An answer Boaz was overjoyed to realize. And as she said earlier that he could remove the silk cloth that covers his eyes without the need to ask her again, he decided to take his time. It had always been him who orders the other party to cover their eyes when he was in bed with them. Now, realizing the feeling of being blindfolded heightens his other senses and makes him feel even more aroused. He wanted to make use of all the senses there is to keep up and please Nina. He let his hands feel her smooth and burning hot in arousal nakedness. Although she still had her lower clothes on, he was thrilled even to think that he can have a taste of her. 

"Hey, old man! Good morning!" Val greeted her dad as she sat at their breakfast table.   "You brat! Don't you know how to call your dad properly?" Edward Monte-Carlo frowned at his seventeen-year-old boyish daughter. He may look ugly, frowning at her, but deep inside his heart, he is widely smiling because he is pleased with the way she is growing up. Not a fragile girl but tough and strong, physically and mentally. She can also be said to be emotionally stable despite growing up without her mother, who died right after she was born.    "Ahm... let me think..." She playfully answered while she was starting to pick what food to eat. "You are my dad, and you are an old man, so both are right. What are you grumpy about?" She started to spread her favorite peanut butter on her toasted wheat bread before she added an elongated "Old man." teasing her dad even more. Then she smugly ignored him as she started to