I shuddered in fright and instinctively clamped down on the two fingers trying to enter me.
I felt Francis tense. His fingers were so hot they almost burned the tender flesh around them.
Terrified Mom would notice, I fought to stop trembling. I lifted my eyes and forced myself to sound calm. "What is it, Mom?"
"That's dangerous!" She stared at me disapprovingly.
Only then did I realize that, lost in my body's reaction, I'd turned to the window and put both hands outside it.
If another car passed, the rush of air between the vehicles could easily hurt my hands.
My face flamed again.
I'd never imagined desire could make me act so unlike myself.
"...Sorry." I lowered my eyes to hide my panic. "I felt a little hot and stuffy, so I put my hands out. I won't do it again."
Fortunately, M
