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I was so sensitive, so wet, that the slightest touch, the graze of a fingertip overmore Withthe words into so that sent a current of awareness fro those words into my neck; the rise and fall of his voice becained hi that I was touchingthat he be the one to do it next tie, and I ca into the touch

Only then did I notice how quiet the outside office had grown, and that I ht possibly have been too loud I could hear the even tick of the watch on my wrist, the faint hum of traffic on the street below, but no h the office

Onceto the sink to freshen up

Stepping out of the bathroo into hi to catch a stack of files as they scattered across the floor "Letundercurrent of eather the papers hiaze, certain what I’d just done had to be written in flashing, neon ink across s to the side before I looked up at hining innocence

"Are you all right?"

"Of course I a poorly? I can certainlyout of his reach, feeling a small flash of irritation

He followed h the back ofup stairs?" he asked haltingly, as if he kneasn’t quite right

"No, I" I considered lying, but knew he’d never buy that "Jesus, you’re like a dog with a bone Can we change the subject, please?"

His eyes softened as they scannedoverwhere ere "Co who I’d have to kill to get the ground to just open up and shole Seriously, this playing field was starting to feel a little uneven "I was just"

"You were" His brows drew together and his gaze flickered to my hand at my throat as he seemed to understand "In the ladies’ rooh

"I’ht and then today"

"Wait," he said, sing thickly "You were thinking of an and then stopped, closinga deep breath How did he stay so quiet, so still? "You touch nals make me feel crazy"

And now I felt crazy with a side of huentle prod of his finger under ?"

Fire slid intoin his