Jaime tensed at that subtle move. Had Dean pressed harder, he might have felt the hardness of metal beneath flesh. As it was, it didn't just remind him that the stranger knew a little too much of the truth; the touch wasn't something he was used to, yet it was familiar--a bit of the previous night which stuck in his mind.

It didn't help that Khaji delighted at the attention. "Today? No, I'm all free." Jaime chewed his lip, unable to keep Khaji's pleasure from influencing him.
"Dean," he warned, "That- that's kinda... tender there."