Before he knew it his arm was in her hands and he felt a tingle from the tips of his fingers down to his toes. In disbelief he unbuttoned his cuff to check to see his arm. He lifted an edge of the gauze. Sure enough, they were healed. He gave her a smile. "Wow, you got some major mojo workin' for ya."
He was happy that she liked the whiskey that he had poured her. He also liked the fact that she wasn't a woman that needed to be taken care of. He'd had enough of doin' that with his wife. But he wasn't gonna think about her right now.
"Glad you like it. Taste the long island. It's pure alcohol with a splash of soda. But it tastes sweet like sweat tea."