Emily POV
Without much time to take in the quick movements, I feel uneasy as I see my hand inside someone else's. It looked faintly thin between the prominent hand Nathan was holding, yet that wasn't the important thing. His touch felt warm and the fit was almost perfect.
Holding me tightly, Nathan pulls me out of the kitchen dragging me to where the rest of the group of people were standing including the short-haired girl who hadn't taken her eyes off us for a single second.
"Mike! Turn down the music!" He orders with a loud call to his blond friend. The latter looks at him and quickly obeys. Everything falls silent, the number of pairs of eyes present in the room does not take long to settle on us.
Giving special attention to the grip we were holding.
"I want to introduce you to someone." He announces, implanting even more suspense in the room.
