"What Are You Waiting For?" || ORIGINAL STORY.

Chapter Nineteen.

Meanwhile, 30 minutes ago..

Darren's POV.

God, Tanya's lips felt soft on my thumb..

She was the best muse for my paintings..

I felt myself growing closer and closer, the urge to kiss her.

Something felt different. 

I didn't force myself to walk away.

I remained.

Getting closer and closer, my eyes never left her lips.

Tanya's breath quickened as she noticed my proximity, her lips slightly parted as she gazed up at me.

Her hand was holding my shirt, and my own heart was beating fast, almost as loud as my mind was.

"Darren.." She breathed, her voice soft and laced with a hint of uncertainty.

I didn't reply, my eyes focused on her lips, my body leaning closer and closer.

I could feel the tension in the air between us, the unspoken words hanging heavy.

My mind was telling me to stop, to pull away, but my body was moving on its own.

Her hand tightened its grip on my shirt, and I could hear her breath hitch as I leaned even closer.

Our faces were inches apart now, our breaths mingling together in the near-darkness.

My eyes drifted from her lips to her eyes, and I could see the mixture of uncertainty and desire mirrored in hers.

I could feel her breath on my skin, warm and shaky.

Her fingers clenched tighter in my shirt, and I could feel the heat radiating off of her body.

My mind was racing, torn between the warning bells ringing in my head and the overwhelming desire that was threatening to consume me.

God, if I could just lean down and taste her lips just once..

The thought alone was almost enough to break me.

Her eyes remained locked on mine, as if searching for some sign of what I was thinking.

Time seemed to slow down to a crawl.

My desire—that I didn't know existed—crept up.

I wanted this.

I could no longer resist.

With a swift motion, I leaned down and pressed my lips against hers.

Her lips were just as soft as they looked, and the instant our mouths met, it was like something inside me clicked.

All my reservations, all my fears, all the reasons why I shouldn't do this... they all faded away.

I pulled her closer, my hands snaking around her waist, drawing her against me.

She let out a small gasp, but then she was kissing me back, matching my intensity with her own.

I nipped at her lower lip, and she responded, parting her lips and allowing me to deepen the kiss.

The world melted away.

I pressed her against the wall, my body pressed against hers, my hands roaming over her curves.

Her hands moved from my shirt to my shoulders, her fingers digging into my skin.