-Caspian Grayson:
Kyle kept pulling me forward gently, and I let him.
I let him guide me deeper into the territory without resisting even once, my hand still held securely in his while we walked through the enormous valley. The warmth of his skin against mine hadn't faded even after all this time walking together. If anything, I had become more aware of it the longer it lasted.
Every slight movement of his fingers.
Every small shift whenever our hands brushed more closely together.
The feeling of his thumb occasionally moving absentmindedly against the side of my hand whenever he adjusted his grip while leading me forward.
And embarrassingly enough, a large part of my attention remained trapped there.
On the handholding.
Not because the territory itself wasn't beautiful enough to completely consume my focus.
