(Aurora's POV)
The touch had caught me completely off guard. My heart stumbled - actually stumbled - and I felt heat climb up the back of my neck. I shifted slightly toward my side of the seat.
"I wasn't upset with anyone," I said. More firmly this time.
He didn't push it.
He simply reached over and took my hand. His fingers folded around mine, palm to palm, and stayed there - warm and unhurried and entirely certain of themselves. He didn't say anything else. He just held on.
The car swept down the long driveway of the estate and came to a stop. Only then did he let go.
We stepped out into the quiet night air.
Inside, our hands separated. I murmured something vague about needing the bathroom and made my exit before he could say anything else.
I stood in front of the bathroom mirror
