"I do not," He said with a roll of his eyes, then they narrowed a bit, and he almost laughed. "Do I?"
But whatever the answer, or how good her fingers felt trailing over his shoulder that way, it didn't lessen the fact that she was really, really going to think he'd gone mad.
"There's something." He admitted finally, shrugging his shoulders under her touch. "But I don't know that I want to ruin this holiday with it."