Maeve
„Tell me again, why we are doing this in Winter ?“, I grumble as we approach the pier. Naya snickers, and I hear Jordan scoff. Nael smirks at me, and I‘m surprised when I feel him take my hand and drag me further toward the boat. Didn‘t even realize I stopped walking.
„Well, you didn‘t hear that from me, but…“, he leans into me, and I hold my breath, just hyper-aware of his scent and the heat of his skin so close to me. I fight the urge to close my eyes and inhale deeply.
„They have financial issues, and this is the only time of year they can afford renting this thing out and having a party this big.“, Nael winks at me conspiratorially. Then he puts his finger to his lips as if to silence me—wrong move. My gaze is glued there now.
Goddess, who said that this was going to be easy
