Wendy and Nick
Wendy felt that warm finger run over the thin fabric of shirt and it was almost like it was giving off sparks. His skin glowed underneath. That sensation was not wholly unfamiliar, but with James it had been different. James had been cold, too. Wendy thought he had liked that, but now, he was beginning to reconsider.
They were slowly being drawn together, Wendy realized. Like two predators sizing one another up, or two rivals trying to frighten the other one off. Except...
"Live in the moment?" Wendy said, his deep voice lowered to a whisper. "Listen to your... instinct?"