Blake grabbed my arm as I walked out of the kitchen and I halted. I wanted nothing more than to rip his hand off me and run from his touch, but I remained still, kept a calm expression and turned to Blake.

"What?" I snapped.

Blake raised an eyebrow, seeming impressed. "Eli's really worked his magic, you're not even tensing up," he said and slowly let go of my hand. "Too bad that I know you better. You're good at pretending Daisy."

"If you know me better then you'll know not to touch me!" I said and stepped back from him. "To everyone else it looks like I'm all cured,"...