Black Beacon

"Sorry about that, I'm Sid Mckell," Sid said, stretching out her for Lorna to take.

"The pleasure is mine," Lorna said with a smile against her lips taking it, the moment their hands touched she felt a deep shiver run down her spine like an electric surge. She gasps at the sudden feeling as the hairs at the back of her neck stood up in response, she quickly pulled her hand away, earning a confused expression from the two couples.

She took deep breaths, her eyes never leaving Sid.

"Lorna are you okay?" Trent asked worriedly.

"I'm fine," she hissed.

"I'm sorry...I just" she sighs.

"I left something in the oven. I need to check it if you don't mind," Lorna said, forcing a smile. 

"Um such we are sorry for keeping you," Trent said.

Lorna just nods.

"Here you go," Sid said, handling the cake, Lorna took it avoiding contact with her hand as much as possible.

"Are you sure you're okay? Lorna?" Sid asked worriedly.