Sara was driving her crazy. How was she supposed to think when she kept touching her like that? She felt a tightness forming lower in her tummy and a heat that accompanied it. She’d never felt that with another person nearby. She’d only ever felt that way alone…thinking or dreaming or risking a touch…
Tracey squirmed slightly. “There is no way I’m going to be able to finish cleaning now,” she laughed, hoping to ease the tension she felt.
Swallowing hard again, she looked at Sara searching her features. When she said that a little light inside Tracey died. For a brief moment, she hoped that she wouldn’t need to keep it a secret anymore. If there was someone like her, then why did they need to hide it?
“Oh…I mean…of course,” Tracey said smiling weakly. “I wouldn’t even think of telling anyone.”