If you can't feel, why did you kiss me?"
Patch traced a finger along my collarbone, then headed south stopping at my heart. I felt it pounding through my skin. "Because I feel it here, in my heart," he said quietly. ↗
Patch leaned back against the booth and arched his eyebrows at me. The gesture said it all: Pay up.
"You got lucky," I said.
"I'm about to get lucky. ↗
I'm very impressed by St. Patrick's. Another deity to me is definitely Saks Fifth Avenue. Someone told me that when they go to Vermont, they feel like they're home. I'm that way at Saks. ↗