“I won’t touch you,” I assured him, knowing I could throw a burst of energy that would undoubtedly drop the curtain on the moment. “I have it under control.” He traced the line of my clavicle with this finger and kissed the corners of my mouth. “Not even if I ask? I want your fingerprints all over me like a crime scene.” EnergySexyKissFingerprintsTwistCrime SceneMageriDannika DarkClavicle Book:Twist Source: Twist