“Can you do it again?”
He stared at her with renewed awe. His overwhelming attraction had to have something to do with her—something to do with her mutation. Whatever was going on, something about her brought his soul to life when it’d been dead for far too long. “Uh. I don’t think so.”
“How did you do that in the first place?” She looked closer at him, as if the answer was written on his forehead. But rather than make him feel prickly and uncomfortable as in past instances, it made him wonder instead if her plump, red lips were as soft as they looked.
“You’re not the only one with unusual talents.” His voice sounded low and gravelly to his own ears.
Like him, she seemed suddenly aware of their close proximity as something like electric energy pulsed in the air between them. Time seeme
