At least not without having to endure the deafening noise of a certain voice in my head.

He smiled slyly: "Don't tell me you've already tried it."

"Uh... well," I stammered, looking embarrassedly at the light tiled floor with flushed cheeks.

He giggled and shook his head: "Well, I'm curious to see if this works now."

Before I could think about his words, he stepped behind me.

So close that his broad, warm chest touched my back.

He slowly moved his arms forward, past my waist. He took the pan from my hand and placed his hands under mine.

They were amazingly soft on the back of my hand and...