Lysander's hand grazed mine as I gasped, the barest of touches, but it might as well have been a lightning bolt. I inhaled sharply, feeling the jolt spread through me, warming my skin and coiling low in my stomach. It wasn't very comfortable, how my body reacted to him. My mind was screaming, "Pull back, Kylie. This isn’t you." I said to myself. But my body was already betraying me, heat pooling between my legs as I squirmed, hoping he wouldn’t notice.

Of course, he did notice my ...