C164 That Sentence That She Didn't Understand.

The icy touch of his fingertips grazed her skin, sending a chill that seeped in from his touch.

"Flirting begins with a gentle caress," he murmured, his deep voice laced with a hint of teasing. His fingers rested on her neck but didn't slide further down; instead, they idly scratched at her skin, without any discernible pattern. Wherever his whim directed, his fingertips followed