LIKE A VIRGIN

‘Do you want to give it back? she said.
‘There was a shortage, that’s what she said, so I offered.’
‘Let her sort that out. What I want to know is whether you want to give it back or if you want to keep it?’
‘I don’t especially want to give it back.’
‘Then keep it,’ she said and for the very first time touched me brushing tips of her fingers across the back of my hand.