She jumped slightly, a shiver tracing its way down her spine at his light touch. She quivered there for a moment, her muscles tensing from the storm that was now raging both outside on the lawn and inside her body. She had been trying to deny her arousal, but she his nearness made the denials ring false even in to her own mind. Perhaps it was the danger he embodied, or maybe it was that he was so very different from Eddie. Or maybe it was that he was so very much the opposite of the cold and sterile place she'd been kept for so long.
Whatever it was that gave her the inner prompting, she didn't question it. She might well regret that later, but she was living in the moment.
She turned under his hand on her shoulder so that she was facing him, her ass against the window sill, her bottom lip caught between her teeth as she looked at him from a distance of only a few feet.
"Maybe. Depends on what you mean by safe," she whispered, her head dipping to the side to gently rub her cheek against his hand catlike. The movement made her head turn so she wasn't looking at him for a moment before the movement made brought her eyes back to his.