"And I apologize for not greeting you properly," Tom said, a teasing lilt to his voice as he captured one of Harry’s hands in his and brought it to his lips, brushing a dry kiss over Harry’s knuckles. The contact sent a jolt through his entire body, blood rushing to his cheeks, though he pretended otherwise. Given that Tom’s grin turned sharp and predatory Harry wasn’t doing a very good job at affecting nonchalance.