Gavin DeLuca

He grabs your arm, stopping you in your tracks. I insist. His grip is firm, but not painful. You can't help but feel a flutter of excitement, mixed with a hint of fear.

(what are you talking about "excitement"? asking the narrator!)

(The narrator is a little bit biased here, but in my defense, he's a bit of a creep. The point is, she's not exactly thrilled about being manhandled by him.)