"We shouldn't be doing this, Zakir. It's wrong. We can't be that close," I breathed out. "Do you care about me?" he asked quietly as he cornered me against the counter. His voice got deeper, his breathing heavy. "Of course I do. You are a close friend. Now move away from me. This is temptation. Don't give in to shaytan's (satan) whispers. Move away," I whispered. My heart was drumming against my chest. He was making me feel tingles all over my body. My body started aching from the electric shocks. His breath fanning over my face. I wanted him to hold me, to touch me, to kiss me. I wanted him to whisper sweet nothings into my ear. I felt my knees wobble but held myself against the counter. He was so close to me, yet so far. "I need you," he whispered into my ear. * * * * Being a Muslim was not made to be easy. Zaynub understands this because she's living through difficulty after difficulty. With family and school on her mind, the last thing Zaynub expects is the one man she's despised for years standing on her doorstep. Zakir has made a lot of mistakes in his life. One of his biggest mistakes pertained Zaynub. Of course, Zaynub does not see him as a changed man. To her, Zakir is a self-centered immature child trapped in an adult's body. Zakir has changed, but now he has to prove his worth to Zaynub. Will Zakir and Zaynub fall in love? Or will they fall apart?