“The Perseid meteor showers peaked a few weeks ago, but we should still see a few meteors if we stay up here long enough.” Now his thumb and first two fingers were massaging opposite sides of her neck, close to the base of her skull. Knots of tension dissolved under his ministrations, but instead of feeling relaxed, a new kind of energy thrummed through her veins.
She forced her focus back on the sky. “Andromeda is nice. What’s next?”
“Some people have devoted their entire life to the study of Andromeda. Or at least an entire night.” His fingers dipped inside the blanket, sliding down the slope toward her shoulder.
Her breathing hitched. “I’m not some people.”
“I’m well aware of that.” He paused, as though giving grave consideration to the selection of their next object, his fingers ta
