Angelica thought he had forgotten about the no touching rule but she was wrong. He still seemed as disturbed by being touched and now that she knew it wasn't repulsion and fear she wondered why he feared being touched.
His shoulders lifted and she could hear him take a deep breath before he turned to face her. "It is not that I am repulsed by you..." He began to explain calmly which surprised her. He never cared to explain his actions. He was behaving differently these days but it was a good change. "I just… don't like to be touched."
"Why?" she asked.
Looking a bit frustrated he went to the dresser to pick a new shirt from one of the drawers. "There is no specific reason." He said pulling the shirt over his shoulders as he walked to the door.
Angelica got out of bed quickly and hurried to stand between him and the door before he could leave. He looked at her appalled when she blocked his way.
