“It’s pretty noticeable.” “If one of us is touching him,” Ector returned. “And none of us walk around touching him. He doesn’t like to be touched.” I lifted my brows and looked over at Nyktos. “I didn’t get that impression.” “Yeah, well, he enjoys your kind of touching,” Ector stated. Shockingly, I felt my face heat. Nyktos turned to the god. “Do you have a death wish today?” he growled, and I began to wonder the same thing. “I’m beginning to think I do,” Ector murmured
