Few things creep me out like the skittering of bugs on my skin. Or just the idea of bugs on my skin. My husband recently went on a military exercise and told me in great (read: disgustingly vivid) detail about the mosquitoes, ticks, and spiders they encountered along the way.
I did my best supportive wife routine, but I was twitching and itchy all over by the time I finally yelled "uncle" and made him change the subject.
Of course as a paranormal romance and urban fantasy author,