Midnight Ride

The warmth of his palm shot through me like a surge of electricity, making my whole body tingle. I couldn't quite name the feeling, but suddenly I was burning up inside, the heat blooming from my heart and spreading outwards.

I struggled to break free, but his grip was unyielding. It was so late, just the two of us here, and the silence pressed in from all sides.

On the wall, a world clock ticked