Nina's hand was still gripping Ren's arm tightly, her fingers digging into his skin just enough to make him stop in his tracks.
She tilted her head slightly, her eyes narrowing as she looked up at him. "Where are you going?" she asked, her voice a mix of curiosity and something sharper, like she wasn't about to let him slip away that easily.
Ren glanced down at her hand, then back at her face. A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. "Nowhere," he replied casually. "Now that you're holding me, I can't go anywhere."
Nina blinked, realizing how firm her grip was. She quickly released him, pulling her hand back as if she'd been burned.
Her cheeks flushed a little, but she tried to play it off, crossing her arms over her chest. "Ughhh! Fuck!" she muttered as if saying sorry indirectly, though she didn't sound all that apologetic.
