He does the same, just mouthing the words and touching his sternum. I watch as he reaches up further, his hand sliding underneath his shirt and touching the snake resting over his shoulder. I shiver as I feel it along with my own matching snake along my spine. It’s as if he is caressing me, light fingers dragging down my back. I close my eyes, because I want to savor the feeling and I just can’t watch him walk out of this room and leave me behind.