PART 28

His heart leaped into his throat. He stared at the large hand cradling his, his mind racing to make sense of the situation. The soft, calloused skin, the familiar scent of Sky's cologne – it was undeniably him. But first of all why were they holding hands? Panic began to bubble up as he immediately withdrew his own hand, a cold knot forming in his stomach. He glanced around wildly, his eyes darting over the unfamiliar surroundings, searching for any clue to explain this bizarre morning. His breath hitched in his throat; a wave of disorientation washed over him, leaving him feeling utterly lost and vulnerable.

"Nani what have you done?" Nani asked himself and he touched his own forehead problematically.

His cheeks were getting hot right now. He was so embarrassed by what had happened last night.