“You…” Feyre’s cheeks flushed a soft pink at his words and she felt her core melt with need at the idea of doing just that. Anyone could come across them. “You enjoy shocking me don’t you.”

She gave him a little shove, ignoring his offered arm, and brushed past him. “I’ve never been off suppressors. I’ve never had a proper heat. I don’t know if right now is a good time to try it.”