Chapter 18

Faith felt it then again, that tingle of electricity that started in her hand where they touched but zoomed to her stomach where it began to bounce around erratically.

She was spiralling. Her brain was tumbling. Noise filled her ears. Her brain could only conjure up one thought, "What is happening to me?"

She snatched her hand back sharply. Oblivious, Devlin grabbed the pitcher and pulled it to himself. He smirked at her. "Better luck next time," he jeered.

Faith was too stunned to react. Her eyes were stuck on him, her heart beating fast and her stomach squirming.

He looked up from pouring himself some water and caught the look on her face. "What?" He demanded. "Is there something on my face?" He immediately proceeded to feel around his face for it.

Faith shook her head, managing to squeak out, "No."

"You're being really weird today," he noted.

She needed to get herself together before he started asking tough questions. She spoke the first thing that came to her mind, "What exactly d