Chapter 15

“What if I touched you? Would I be able to tell what you’re feeling now, like I could last night?”

Her eyes widened. For some reason, it surprised him how innocent she appeared. “Only if I projected,” she said. “But…why would you want to do that?”

“Why would I want to do what? Touch you?” Jesse smiled sheepishly. “Because I tend to be the sort of person who accosts people with casual, thoughtless contact, and I keep stopping myself with you. I don’t want to invade your space, or make you feel uncomfortable. Or get the sort of shock I got last night.”

“I’m so sorry about that,” she rushed to say. “But it was the only way I could think of to get somebody to help me.”

He held up his hands. “No, please, don’t apologize. I’m glad you did it. Given my earlier activities last night, I may not have noticed a weaker signal.”

Her gaze immediately flickered to his neck. “You really…likethat sort of place?”