hated how my body reacted to the man every time he walked into a room. That tingling awareness like every nerve in my body just got the same message at the same time. I could deal with that innate, biological warning that danger was near. After all, there was nothing safe about the man. What I couldn’t handle was how the tingling turned immediately into a warm, happy, reflexive There you are, as if I’d been holding my breath for him to appear.
