[There's a violent shiver that rushes up her spine, his voice and his breath tickling her skin. She has to reel her imagination back before it strays too far away from her at what "it" could be. (She knows what "it" is, and it makes her cheeks flush more furiously.
Yet after everything tonight, she is feeling daring enough to ask...]
How do you know what "it" is?
[Please tell her that he did not read any excerpts from the book—]
no subject
Yet after everything tonight, she is feeling daring enough to ask...]
How do you know what "it" is?
[Please tell her that he did not read any excerpts from the book—]