then about five minutes ago i woke up alone , surrounded by twisted sheets and your taste on my tongue . '' 'even a clothes brush would be something . ' an old man with a scruffy white beard and ice-blue eyes . frank nodded and they drifted out . `` whatever gave you the idea i 'd think that ? '' i shoved at his chest but he did n't budge . the other big clue had been the easy way riley had been touching her . i let my body pitch forward as if my bones have suddenly melted . 