Chapter Two
“Hey, let me give you a hand.” His voice was warm and deep, and made her think of thunder rumbling on a dark night. His hair was dark blonde, the same colour the wood floors in the house she'd once shared with her aunt had been.
But it was his eyes that captivated her most. They were a startling topaz; warm, and inviting. She felt like she could curl up in them and happily stay there forever.
Mai shook herself slightly, realizing a response was needed. “Thank you.”
She carefully placed her hand in his, enjoying the small tingle buzzing through her when their hands came into contact. Mai had never experienced this sensation with anyone before, and couldn’t help think it was important somehow.
She hardly knew him, but something in him called to something in her. She could fe
