"But this isn't prickly. It's soft as velvet."
"I know—too much like velvet."
"Do you hate soft things?"
"No, but I hate things that catch my nails." He gave a little comic shiver.
"Is that why you won't take a peach in your fingers?"
"You've noticed?"
He turned his head and glanced down at her. She looked away.
"I wonder what makes you like that?" she said.
"Can't imagine."
"It must make you shiver inside just to look at our velveteen jackets."