Chapter 20

• His grip slipped slightly until his hands pressed down on mine. And instead of pulling away at the intimacy of it like I had expected the second I felt the contact, his fingers slipped between mine and closed up tight.
• And I swear, the second my bare hand touched his bare hand, my soul sang a song my heart understood. And I realized in a moment of blinding, Earth-shaking clarity, that I had never felt anything even akin to it before.
• It was too soon. It was stupid. It was reckless. It was completely and insanely unlike me.