"Checkmate — You're very good with words and observations — you said, your voice a whisper as deep as his. — But tell me something: do you always have this self-confidence to analyze the desires of others, or does this courage only last until the rain stops? Because observing from afar is easy... the problem is enduring the heat when you decide to get close to the fire." His gaze darkened, a mixture of surprise and even deeper interest. He closed the small distance that remained and finally touched the tips of his fingers to yours, a light touch that felt like an electric shock.