The door opened beside me, he offered me his hand, and hesitantly I slipped mine into his. Xavier tightened his grip, using his hold on my hand to help me out.
He shut the car door behind me not letting go of my hand, and even though a part of me wanted to pull away, another part, one a lot less cautious, enjoyed the warmth his hand provided. It liked the way his hand completely engulfed mine, and adored the way he felt so close to me. But that was a part I couldn't afford to give into, that was the part that had gotten me here, and I didn't want to give Xavier the wrong idea. That would be unfair. Although a part of me questioned if I really would be giving him the wrong idea, perhaps just this once I would let it go.
He led me up to the large home. The house was dark perhaps even unwel
