Chapter 36
“I itch all over. This paint is going to drive me crazy.”
“That’s only because it’s still wet,” Emma offered. “Here. I’ll show you.”
Setting aside her sponge, she turned her head and pursed her lips. A warm blast of air rippled over his forearm, and Jesse’s breath hitched. At his back, Gideon stiffened slightly, and the hand that had been painting along his spine slowed. He didn’t need to look over his shoulder to know Gideon was watching Emma. What he didn’t know was whether she knew the effect she was having on him or not.
“There.” She sat back on her heels and looked at him with eyes so dark, they were almost black. “It’s dry. Does it itch now?”
“No,” Jesse said, his throat tight. “It feels better now.” Some devil prompted him to add, “But my chest still itches.”