I straighten my ceremonial garb, the belt of my loose fitted dress coming loose. Jake stops his pace, halting beside me he bends down on one knee and start to untie my belt. I quickly grab hold of open dress, holding it in place as Jake skillfully reties my belt. Ailign and Alan still walking ahead of us, they don't wait for us to catch up.
"Don't worry about them" Jake whispers, hands still at my waist.
The belt now tied Jake straighten from his bent posture, the fluid motion sending butterflies to my stomach.
"Well have fun without them" Jake says with a wink.
My cheeks flush, my hand moving without me relising it to gently brush against his own. He body quivers slightly and his eyes close, moving his own hand back, his fingers danced on my open palm. The feeling of his skin on m
