" Steph?” “Huh?” I still had my hands on his stomach, and I could feel him laughing. “I can smell something burning, babe. You must be thinking.” It wasn’t my brain that was on fire. I felt around a little with my fingertips. He shook his head. “Don’t encourage me. This isn’t a good time.” He removed my hands from his stomach and took another look at the cuts. “How did this happen? "