Cooper’s fingers began to move, sliding up and down Edwin’s arm. Each time he reached Edwin’s shoulder, Edwin inhaled. Each time Cooper’s fingers touched his wrist, he exhaled. “You don’t need to be nervous about anything.”
“No?”
“No. It seems like you already know what you’re doing. And you know I know what I’m doing.”
“Do you?”
“I’d like to think so. Nobody knows you like I do, Edwin. Nobody else ever will.”
“How will it feel? I mean, are you going to be cold?”
Cooper touched the side of Edwin’s neck. “Do I feel cold?”
Edwin exhaled slowly. “No. No, you feel good.”
“This’ll be easier if you join me in the backseat.”
There was no doubt of that. Edwin wasn’t sure if two grown men could fit in the backseat comfortably. On the other hand, he wasn’t sure how a grown man could meet a ghost for a nooner, so he supposed he had larger problems than the size of the Spider’s backseat.
“Maybe if you join me in the front,” Edwin suggested.