"Oh, well, no I can't do that. Just the zombie thing." She shrugged as if that weren't a big deal, mostly she didn't want to drag down the conversation again. That and he was stroking her fingers back. In a very distracting manner. A very lovely distracting manner.
Sophia felt kind of relieved that she'd told him, she hadn't told Robin. Rawdon had known, Bill maybe still knew. She wasn't sure. "So, I notice you used some of my suggestions. You'll have to tell me what the different colors mean." Not a flawless segue, but at least it was steering away from that subject.