I sat there in shock. My heart in my throat. I couldn't blink. Afraid to even breathe.
"f**k. Kiema, I'm so sorry. Are you okay? Are you in any pain? What can I do? f**k, f**k, f**k!" He pulled his hand back and had it behind his back before the words tumbled out of his mouth.
I did a scan of my body.
Nothing.
No pain, no dizziness, no narrowing vision.
Nothing.
I wet my throat with a quick drink of water. "Do..." I had to swallow. "Do that again."
"What?" He looked like he hadn't heard me right.
A hysterical laugh threatened to close my throat. I lifted my hand, gave him the come ahead gesture.
"I'm not touching you."
I must be going crazy because it almost sounded like he was sad about that fact.
"You didn't hurt me." I shook my head. "Do it again. Please." I edged m
