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
