The urge at that moment to reach across and touch Willow—to link his fingers through hers as she rested her hand on her thigh, or stroke her bright hair back from her temple—was almost overpowering. He crossed his arms over his chest. "Yep, definitely time for a coffee break," he said, closing his eyes. "You see right through me.

Angel Burn (ed. Candlewick Press, 2011) - ISBN: 9780763657864