The noise she made didn’t sound human as she carded her fingers through his long dark hair, fascinated by the idea of touching him like this. For some reason, his hands on her hip, slipping under her sweater to drag up her ribcage, felt more intimate than if he’d stuck his hand up her skirt. The feeling was faintly ticklish, and she squirmed, his breath hot in her ear, making her shiver. 