”No, there is something in the way you are cold to the touch, Joshua. There is something in the way we only seem to bump into each other after the sun goes down, and there is definitely something in the way you held the box with the necklace so carefully so you wouldn't touch it.” 

Shay's face held a tell-tale expression that she didn't believe him as she took the necklace from the box and dangled it freely from her fingertips.

”You could at least look at me when you lie to me. If I am so paranoid, Josh, put the silver necklace on me --- without your gloves on.”