What was that? Heaven had never felt a touch like that before. His cold fingers around her ankle sent a warm tingling sensation up her leg, in a way she had never felt before. She had felt his skin against hers, so much that she could tell the texture and the exact temperature. It was strange and frightening.
Zamiel waited patiently for her to respond.
"No, I was just… your hands are cold." She replied, extending her leg again.
"They are usually cold. Does it bother you?" He asked.
"No, no." She shook her head with a smile.
He nodded and then reached for her leg again. This time, he touched her even more gently. "Is it less cold now?" He asked.
"Yes," the hot water made his hands less cold than what they were in the beginning, even though that wasn't what had shocked her.
