monarch is dressed in white , with pale hair that feathers down his shoulders . when a blank screen appeared on the monitor , i leaned across her body and drew energy from both her and the computer , and struck a key on the keyboard . his arms went around her , and he pulled her even closer , body to body , his mouth on hers , his pulse thundering in her ears . `` no , it 's your cell phone , '' she says , walking around to the back of the couch . 