i stare into his face , wishing he would n't do this now . until i was told to shut up . his fingers slip beneath the fabric of my blouse and press against the bare skin of my stomach . if you tell me how , i can try . and there 's a raccoon that likes to nest in the back there , too . '' `` you were afraid of losing me . or the one where she melted against him with tenderness in her eyes . i laughed , but there was no humor in it . 