Yes, and you need to stay the hell away from it. Her words washed through me, going in one ear and out the other. But the touch of her fingertips as they fluttered between my shoulder blades did not go unnoticed. There was a jacket and a Henley between us, and still, where we touched, my skin tingled, coming alive. It was a weird sensation. Like being awakened from a long bout of sleep.
