She stared at his hand, and then peered up into his face, trying to figure out what he wanted. The stone? She flicked up the hem of her shirt, pulling it from her shorts—the sudden stillness in the room wasn’t lost on her, but the narrowing of Kalen’s eyes had her attention caught. “No,” he rumbled, giving the artefact a rapid flicker of his attention before his eyes were boring into hers again. “You, Carter.” Oh. Oh.
