"Uhm...Rhane," Jenna brushed her fingers through her hair, fixing her towel with her free hand. She hadn't expected to see him inside her room, which was why she stuttered.
Rhane raised his face, walking over to the couch. He picked a bigger jacket and donned it over Jenna's body. "It's cold," his voice a low rasp.
Jenna inhaled sharply when Rhane's fingers brushed against the nape of her skin, which was sensitive. She felt warm just standing close to him, the heat emitting from his body when he raised his hand and covered her whole body. Jenna almost moved her hand around his waist to wrap him in a hug. There was just something triggering about Rhane being close to her, something that tickled her inside.
What could it be? What was this feeling?
"Ehm," the young woman that had been in the room cleared her throat, "I feel like I'm interrupting something, should I maybe leave?" she gestured her hand towards the door.
