The air between them shimmered with his body heat and her magic, and he didn't flinch away like normal people did.
She tried not to flinch when he touched her cheek.
The light beyond the solid French doors made her flinch, but she forced herself to cross the doorway.
As the oldest and most revered of the death dealers, only the damned millennial generation failed to flinch when he spoke.
The door didn't even flinch as she beat her fists against it as hard as she could.
It was her turn to flinch at the sting of his words.
He didn't flinch this time, suspecting she was purposely trying to push the Claire button to manipulate him.