“Do you know what this means?” I ask. His hands grip my waist, fingers moving in a slow draw of mirrored strokes. “What?” “This is going to change everything,” I breathe. “If I can master this, then I can touch anything, any hour of the day. I can be casual and unrestricted. I won’t have to live in the dark anymore.” In more ways than one. “Because even if I gild something, I can ungild it.”
