Sink
I reached out my hand to brush away the leaf, and as it left his hair, he reached out and grabbed my wrist.
“Who are you?” He shot, not so much rudely as it was an obvious question.
“I…” he had a deep voice, it sounded so smooth, that I seemed to have lost my own.
“Uh…” I stumbled over my words, my mouth opening and closing over and over again before I jerked my hand away, tripping backwards, running in the opposite direction as fast as I could.
“Who are you?” He shot, not so much rudely as it was an obvious question.
“I…” he had a deep voice, it sounded so smooth, that I seemed to have lost my own.
“Uh…” I stumbled over my words, my mouth opening and closing over and over again before I jerked my hand away, tripping backwards, running in the opposite direction as fast as I could.