I slowly pressed the underside of her palm to her still-thrumming chest. “Feel that?” My eyes were pinned to the space between her breasts where our joined hands rested against her white tank top, the vibrations from her skittering heartbeats seeping through the pads of our fingertips. “Fear,” she whispered back. “No.” I shook my head, taking a small step closer until the toes of our shoes touched on the concrete. My thumb grazed her knuckles, my throat tightening with a heavy knot. “Power.”
