Like A Bolt of Lightning

The walk down the beach was quiet for the most part. 

Lesha found a crab and teased me, asking if I wanted to pet her tiny orange demon. I glared at her, but the woman was filled with so much joy that my ice-cold glare just bounced off her.

Lesha was the fire to my ice, and I had the worst time trying to be upset at her and that captivating smile. All my looks just would end up like ice cream on a hot summer day, sliding off her.

Once we got closer to wherever we were going, Lesha let go of my hand. She walked to the front of the group, where Lishtani and Drania were both leading everyone.

As she did, Healia slowed down until she was walking side by side, but she didn't say anything. The two of us walked together, and it was strangely comforting.