“His hand glides down my arm, folds over my hand. His fingers lace with mine, palms kissing. I can feel the fast thud of his heart through this single touch.”

“He may be stronger, but I'm not defenseless. He knows that, of coarse. That's why he's here. He wants me for what I can do after all.”

“He stares at me so darkly, so hungily that I can only nod. Agree. Of course, I feel it. "I do", I admit.”

“So what's the deal with you and my sister?" He laughs shortly and rubs the back of his neck like something is there, tickling, tap”

“Don't stay away from me anymore."I stop myself, just barely, from telling him I won't. I can't promise that. Can't”

“But you're worried I'll get in trouble?" I try not to show how much this pleases me. I've managed to ignore him for days now and here I sit. Lapping up his attention like a neglected puppy. My voic...”

“With God on your side, what does luck matter?”

“That's not a good idea.”

“Fitch is on his way. He's coming after he blows up some wizards.”