they seemed to be feeding , darting in towards him and then backing away , catching at black strands . `` he 's waiting , '' i whisper into the phone . he took a few steps and stopped . just the brief contact of her hand on his chest was enough to let her know he was built of solid muscle . cutter being one of the few . why do you want to send me back ? his skin was smooth as satin and i wrapped my hand around him and slid upward , watching his eyes lose all focus . 