he allowed himself to raise one finger and trace the strap of her shirt . no doubt it was the moisture in the air . his skin had no burn marks . were going to have to get to know one another . and that he knew what his last words would be . i just blinked at him for a moment . **** if amber knew death would be this warm , this welcoming , she would have let herself go long before now . `` how about you put your weapon away . '' 