Xyla Quest soon lost herself as his fingers curled around hers. Her heart pounded in her chest, and her cheeks were hot.

It was the last bit of rationality in her mind that made her shrink away from his grasp. She pushed him away with all her strength, panting, “Stanley Batton, if you try to touch me again, I’m not going to talk to you for the next three days. No, five days! No, six days!”

“I won’t do it anymore, honey.” Stanley Batton comforted her with a good-natured look, though the mischi