“I stopped in the full force of a patch of sunlight in the lobby window and let my skin soak up the energy. I hadn’t realized I needed it until it reached inside and stilled me in a way that only David’s touch had been able to achieve. “Why does that feel so good?” I asked. “And don’t tell me it’s because we’ve been shut in a room for
days.”
“Like calls to like,” he said. “You’re made of fire now.”
“So I’m going to feel like this every time I pass an open flame? Great. Firegasm.”