The HOST - Touched: Chapter 38
“Tell me something,” Ian said after a moment. “If I know the answer.” “It’s not a hard question.” He didn’t ask it straight away. Instead, he reached across the narrow space and picked up my hand. He held it in both of his for a moment, and then he trailed the fingers of his left hand slowly up my arm, from my wrist to my shoulder. Just as slowly, he pulled them back again. He looked at the...