ASYA Drabble: Our Night of Love

Zoya let out a deep sigh 'ok...I'm sorry...you talk and I will listen...and promise no distractions...look I'll even lock the door for you'.

Asad waited for Zoya to come back, as she stood in front of him he took her hands into his entwining their fingers together 'what did you want to talk about Mr Khan...you have my undivided attention now'. Asad couldn't work out if Zoya was really so naive or if she was deliberately playing ignorant.

Asad stepped closer to her 'actually...what I wanted to do...I mean say...no what I wanted to ask...' 'Ya Allah...Mr Khan...what are you so confused about...I think we should sit...come' Asad followed her to the bed and sat down, still holding one hand in hers.

Zoya looked at Asad who looked back at her perplexed as he mustered up the courage trying to bring up the topic of their suhag raat. Not being able to find the right words Asad raised his hand to cup the side of her face, as his hand came into contact with her skin Zoya felt a shiver run down her spine, she closed her eyes as Asad softly caressed her cheek 'Zoya...open you eyes...look at me' Zoya opened her eyes to meet his intense gaze, without uttering another word Asad inched closer to her, so close that they could feel the others warm sweet breath fan their faces 'Zoya...I' Asad whispered 'I know Mr Khan, me too' she whispered back before she closed her eyes completely. As soon as she did Asad placed his lips over hers and kissed her tenderly, Zoya tightened her hold on his hand she was still holding as Asad deepened the kiss.

Their passionate embrace was soon followed by what they had been so patiently waiting for, Asad and Zoya united as one, the nervous touch, the shy glances the first kiss everything was perfect. As perfect as it could be for two people madly and so deeply in love.