Bill’s fingers were warm, the calloused tips of his fingers rough and yet so incredibly tender against the skin of her cheek. The heat spread from his touch down the side of her neck until her heart was pounding against her chest and try as she might she couldn’t take her eyes off his.
Forcing herself to breathe again, she turned her face towards his touch. “And the other half?” she asked him. In the back of her mind a little voice was whispering that she was cheating, that she was going against the purpose of the show by reacting like this to Bill without having been part of even one date.