I keep my eyes on Draven as I reach up to take the offered box. His fingers brush against mine as he places it in my palms. That small touch sends a bolt of lightning through my veins. His hands linger a second too long in mine as he holds my gaze. My heart stutters. Something has changed. It must have. Otherwise, why would he be looking at me like this? Is he really going to stop messing with me now? Am I actually going to be allowed to finish the Atonement Trials without his interference?
