Chapter 7

Craig turned to face Roy. “Here, I’ll take that.” Roy tied the bag shut and handed it to him. Their hands somehow tangled over the process. The bag fell to the floor between them as both jumped back with a start at the zinging awareness that shot through their nerves from the accidental touch.

“Whoa,” Craig said. “Did anyone ever tell you you’ve got an electric personality?” His smile took the sting out of the words. “Felt like I stuck a finger in a light socket there. Wow.”

For a half-dozen heartbeats they stood and stared at each other. They were both still feeling the voltage generated by that one brief contact. Roy had touched Craig much more intimately, high on the thigh, when he did the first aid, but that was a very different situation. Now they were on equal footing. Now they were alone, with no one else around to barge in on them. Now they were facing the potent truth of the attraction between them.