Jess stared at him, her hand pressed against her side. She wasn't hurt. In fact, a strange, bubbling sensation was rising in her chest. Her lips twitched.

Sarah didn't say a word. She knelt silently by the ottoman. Jess was wearing her favorite fluffy sliders, but they had slipped down just enough to reveal her high arches. With the precision of a surgeon, Sarah lightly brushed the tip of the ostrich feather against the very center of Jess's left sole. The reaction was instantaneous.

"Do what? I just bumped you," Mark said, confused.

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