"Shall we continue?"
Jermelle's voice shakes me out of my trance. Jesus Christ, the pull to this strange man is unlike anything I've ever felt in my life.
His hand grips mine a little tighter before letting go. Once the zap is gone, I bring my fingers to my lips, subconsciously wanting to feel them. I look up to see Cello watching me, and it's as if I'm drunk. I'm a little dizzy, feeling really warm, and suddenly have the urge to dance. I want to go up to Cello and rub my body against him like a cat in heat. I've never done drugs, but this must be what Ecstasy feels like.
"Hello?" Jermelle asks again, pulling both my and Cello's attention to him.
"Yes, yes..." Cello answers, and his deep voice seems to vibrate through me.
Sweat coats my body so quickly, I almost feel sick. Sick with e
