"We've got to do this fast, "
Luke said, unbuttoning his shirt."W-what are you doing... ?" Jenny asked, wide-eyed."Taking off my shirt." He tossed it on a chair, and she saw the widebandage he'd attempted to wind around his torso. "I couldn't get this tightenough.""You expect
to do it?" she asked in disbelief. "I think you'd better waituntil your grandmother comes back.""I don't want Stella to know. Now come on."He watched, amused, as she hesitated, then approached himcautiously."Youch!" he exclaimed when her fingers touched his warm flesh. "Yourhands are like ice!""Then I'll try hard not to touch you.""Touch me all you want. I won't mind."She glared up at him. "Do you want me to help you or not?""Okay, I'll be good." He smiled broadly. "And when I'm good, I'm very,very good...."