“But, in what I’m sure is the worst part for you, it’s a situation in which you need me.” Emma leaned in closer, then, and Regan felt the tiny hairs on the back stand up with awareness, her shoulders snapping back at Emma’s proximity. They’d never stood so close; she could feel Emma’s warm breath on her cheek, as she murmured, “Believe it or not, that’s actually not the worst part for me right now. So don’t flatter yourself.”
