"This way," he replied, leading her forward, his white pajama shirt clinging to his skin as he pulled her towards large, intimidating trees.
He led her into the woods and the rain lessened. Instead, the pattering as the droplets hit the leaves above them filled the world, water glistening in the dark green grass.
Thunder rumbled up ahead, but it seemed softer than when she had heard it the first time. Pine needles under their feet muffled their footsteps and Rowan ran a hand through his wet hair, looking around thoughtfully. “Are you scared?”
