His clear blue eyes drilled into me. “I can’t do this with many people. I don’t know if you’ve noticed,” he whispered. He looked down at our hands, almost ruefully. “Jesse and Briar are the only other people whose touch I can handle.” I had seen Logan flinch away from touch since I met him. Even his fingers grazing against someone else bought an expression of disgust on his face. But it was the shocked, awed expression that Briar and Jesse shared every time he touched me that convinced me.
