Thirty-four: Hotness around

I let Jill leave my grip, and exhaled hard before turning to face Trisha. All Trisha did was to remain frozen in her position and say nothing to us. 

Turning back to Jill, I noticed how she suddenly looked so pale and nervous, and that irritated me so much. What the heck? Did we do anything bad by holding each other?

"What was that?" Trisha finally spoke from where she was standing. "Why were you holding each other? Why were you both so close? What was the meaning of that nonesense?"

"What nonesense?" I retorted, shooting her a dead scowl and folding my arms across my chest, showing a lot of uninterest to whatever she had to say. 

She huffed, and lurched unsteadily to us. "You know I saw you both right? I saw you being close." She said. 

I snorted. "And so? What's wrong with that? What if I'm close to her? Do you care?

Letting out another huff,