Daisy's pov
I froze right there and did not move a single muscle.
His fingers were cold on my skin and that contrast, the cool of his touch against the warmth of my bare back, sent something rolling through me that I had absolutely no business feeling. I stood very still and stared at the wall in front of me and tried to remember how breathing worked.
"Breathe……." His voice came from just behind me, in an amused tone. "I am only helping you with your zip. I am not going to kill you."
"It is not that." I managed to get the words out in something close to a normal voice.
"Then what is it?"
"The way you move." I exhaled slowly. "The speed. You appear behind me before I even register that you have crossed the room, and it startles me every single time."
He did not say anything to that i
