'I'm OK. It appears that there are no more flames. After that, as the color started to run down his cheekbones, he took a big breath and dropped the wet cloth onto the table. His other hand, which was free, covered hers and sandwiched it between two layers of living muscle that moved beneath her palm. His hand that was free covered hers and moved beneath her palm.
Emily perceived the lick of fire that was applied to her flesh. The proximity of that contact prompted something within her to contract and tighten, causing her to feel a physical sensation.
Long fingers were keeping her captive by intertwining themselves with her own, while eyes the color of inky blue maintained a watchful eye on her at all times. She began to feel a tingling sensation of awareness creep up her arm, and then
